This is a song about "American imigration"

This is american pie unrated,

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Guest spot on american bandstand

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

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

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

Succeed in what you love the american dream

We self-made but never is an i on the team

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

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

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips