This is a song about "Europeans being lazy and stole the american indians land"

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

My lazy ass don't blaze the grass and drink whole bottles,

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

Doctors told me your mom had a deformation, but its ok dude, i may be rude,

Land of the burgers and fries,

Never really been into the ice

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Going to the southern land

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Till i land in the land of flames and disbelievers of morals

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Why don't i just sit back and be lazy and just light the bong,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Nine eleven cant tell between arabs and indians

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

So spread god's word throughout the land. teach love and