This is a song about "Native americans africans and europeans"

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Social conditioning and

I ain't trying to be ignorant

And get caught, in the moment

And remember what i said and

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

We’re americans, not crack dealers, criminals, and blatant fools,