This is a song about "How native american feel when they were on the trail of tears"

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

And all of these niggas swore they were the coolest

Feel hella awkward, when they auction of coffins.

So here i am at the store for some chips

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

Ok no preps were getting better how about the greaser noooo because they

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

The time that they were alive with the sound of music.

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Got smite, 'here lies, on the fourth of july', they recite as you cried tears,

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Are part of the reason and how some were convicted with treason.