This is a song about "Native americans"

And i was pretty angry at the government of us americans,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

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

Help open the eyes of the americans, we need to shut him down

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

That in it's native alphabet, you can't understand

Whats his native people, find it harder for nights to sleep through,

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Americans have nothing on the weapons i be testing son