This is a song about "Black american music"

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

We've condemned them, locked. in a cell of consumerism,the american dream.

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Got them trophies on my music rack, we platinum black/

Music is money, money isn't music

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

Knowing when its over blastin music

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Black as black like the blacktop/

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Succeed in what you love the american dream

We never tattle, let god handle that

This is american pie unrated,

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Know now that i am an american years later isolated