This is a song about "Colonial america"

Turned america into a world where everything's intercepted

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Flow exported i was born in america

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

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

In america we have the most races but we still so bias

Way of seas/ when in america you can flee/ but there was a

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

This is america and i'm the purge no matter how hard i try i cant the urge the kill. stared