This is a song about "American dream"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

I gotta chase after this dream

We don't trust no one american, conservative or libertarian,

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Guest spot on american bandstand

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I've always had one dream and that dream influenced me to rap

Upward mobility's a myth, the american dream we can't reach,

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Rapping is no longer just a dream,