This is a song about "South america"

Than i walk out the room like im the coolest nigga to hit america,

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

But i'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in america

Cause america the terror of,

And i need you to show me love

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Shit, that's most of america, with neighborhoods devastated,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit