This is a song about "South america"

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

My garage full of cars that bounce

That's my in the life south.

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

T.i., ludacris, jay electron', b.o.b shocks america,

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Turned america into a world where everything's intercepted

You go "pon' de river": leave you in ponds and rivers

My bank of america account got six figures

Start beef bigger then your spouse

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

America the peace is past, let the rebels lead the way