This is a song about "American spirits"

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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

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

Eighty spirits of ladies cause shady murdered the virgins

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

Demons are trapped inside, and i experience spirits,

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

Know now that i am an american years later isolated

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right