This is a song about "Men in denum built this country"

This kid fought for his country and his actions have him grieving,

Put that on everything these other bitches anything

This country, black and white, its split

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Just know this text i built, to touch your heart and be felt

Sitting on name brand and u sitting on some shit thats not even in this country

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

Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

And i grew up poor with no cash flow in the country, you ain't even know it,

I do nothing but take advantage, escaping from this cage where i built up all my rage,

Before we learn to fly, somebody else should trycockin' guns, smokin', we can all make a change