This is a song about "American slob squalor"

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

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

Hate to break this to you but this is nothing like the american dream

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

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

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

And american music shows.

No, no, we are not those

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

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one