This is a song about "Americans"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Afghanistan had faded quick, americans took over and they hated it

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

We’re americans, not crack dealers, criminals, and blatant fools,

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Help open the eyes of the americans, we need to shut him down

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

And i was pretty angry at the government of us americans,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Afghanistan had faded quick, americans took over and they hated it/

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Americans have nothing on the weapons i be testing son

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one