This is a song about "South america"

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers

My bank of america account got six figures

Like captine america im a new soldier

Beat is my whore get get up on it like a boner

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

In america, it's okay to be a full-blown sinner

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror

South side we on this shit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

Middle america, hear 'em yell out in terror they were so scared

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went