This is a song about "American war of independence"

It was hilarious, well it ain't fucking funny now

It'll sound like the acronym for prisoner of war (pow)

In that case we can paint the art of war with your esophagus

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed

That we can't forget the past

Guest spot on american bandstand

Iverson was cool, but i supported victor page

But there’s strange tidings, the tides of war are sure to change

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

And let’s win this war from fighting battles to the break of dawn

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Or just another one of my black jesus traps