This is a song about "American revol"

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Guest spot on american bandstand

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

And american music shows.

So while you worry about the hoes

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

Know now that i am an american years later isolated

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

This is what the american government has urged,