This is a song about "American slag"

And american music shows.

Tryna stay clear of my foes

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

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

We don't trust no one american, conservative or libertarian,

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

This is american pie unrated,

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

I'll smash the cunt, and tell him to have a blunt before i slag him off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

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

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

Guest spot on american bandstand

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last