This is a song about "American football"

And american music shows.

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Miley came in like a wrecking ball, i came in like an american nuclear explosion, the rhyme version,

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

I'm glad i sacked his ass in football back then i was hella raw

Like football your ass smacked dad

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Though horoscopes couldn't scope my horrors

Football jocks and performers

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

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