This is a song about "Black gangsters american"

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

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

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

This is american pie unrated,

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Guest spot on american bandstand

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Discerning gangsters see, burning bangers to sling, all of these mics happily,

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,