This is a song about "Miss russian american"

We self-made but never is an i on the team

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

The voice inside my head (i miss you, i miss you)

Playing russian roulette with ya life,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Your developmental league don’t see a team

Succeed in what you love the american dream

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns