This is a song about "Miss russian american"

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

We don't trust no one american, conservative or libertarian,

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Succeed in what you love the american dream

Laylow your game has improved and worsened to be honest, you're just an unpredictable person

Miley came in like a wrecking ball, i came in like an american nuclear explosion, the rhyme version,

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

We gotta get back to what really matters

And american music shows.

You feel it from your head to your toes

You, you, you have to pay for that

This is american pie unrated,

So bow down to the miss.

And you ride with this