But i'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in america
All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga
Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny
They gon keep on watching, give em something to see
A population fed lies and tricked into debts
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit
Turned america into a world where everything's intercepted
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
And most our fuckin' wealth is in a percent of the population,
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
And most our fuckin' wealth is in a percent of the population,
Is not necessarily locked within the population,
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous
Cause america the terror of,
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