This is a song about "American imperialsim"

And american music shows.

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

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

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

We've condemned them, locked. in a cell of consumerism,the american dream.

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

Doctors told me your mom had a deformation, but its ok dude, i may be rude,

If you were nursed by fools, then this is your american, asian perceptions.

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits