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

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

And remember what i said and

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Americans have nothing on the weapons i be testing son

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

Africans is gonna see your darpo i be here when you gone tomorrow

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row