This is a song about "Live in america"

My nigga, no hook

I don't live in the hood

In america, it's okay to be a full-blown sinner

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Flow exported i was born in america

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Live in a nation ran by camouflaged communist,

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

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

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

And make you live in the rain

And i put that on my name

Back then i live in the urbane

I work hard for everything i get

Actual live in the flesh, live on the set,