This is a song about "Mall of america"

Like captine america im a new soldier

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

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

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

Where's your bars about money? for fuck sake you're from america,

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

To get a pair, natives killed him right in front the mall

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call