This is a song about "Soviet russia"

Call this shit inappropriate. the fact is my rhymind goes from now to soviet.

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

And in those third world countries it's used like soviet arms,

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Her nose is whiter than russia in the winter time