This is a song about "Life in america"

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

Flow exported i was born in america

I have memories of melodies in my life. (in my life)

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

But i'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in america

And when i start to rise

I will succed in life

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Cause america the terror of,

In the prime of my life

I need a backyard full court size