This is a song about "American goverment"

The faker they shakin' my hand

Guest spot on american bandstand

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Goverment spying on me with drones

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Succeed in what you love the american dream

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

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Know now that i am an american years later isolated