This is a song about "Hamburg germany"

Sitting on name brand and u sitting on some shit thats not even in this country

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Country is addicted, to the rubberband with a

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

I grew up in florida,but from the m.i.a all the way georgia we on the same shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

Millions are driven to federal prisons, what goes on in the heads of the victims?

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

German procrasinator, better invest in a nest to survive to be the best,

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Hip-hop is #goin' #south, it's just bringin' the country back,

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack