This is a song about "American football"

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

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

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

We gotta get back to what really matters

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,

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Know now that i am an american years later isolated

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Maybe then... you will blow up quick like the american centers did

Lincoln just said that to save the nationthese are lies that we all accepted