This is a song about "American independence"

And i can write a hook fast

Guest spot on american bandstand

And american music shows.

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

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

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Independence, yeah i achieve that

Roar through the nation independence proclamation

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

All these other artists don't got no independence,

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers