This is a song about "Mall of america"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Then they both went to the mall to get their mom a card of a apology

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

She said, "'ye, can we get married at the mall?"

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

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

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Shit, that's most of america, with neighborhoods devastated,

Turned america into a world where everything's intercepted

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Like captine america im a new soldier