This is a song about "American landscape"

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Succeed in what you love the american dream

I finally cumm its in her hair and on her thumb, she glances at me and says lets make another run,

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

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

Know now that i am an american years later isolated

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

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

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth