This is a song about "The american economy"

Miley came in like a wrecking ball, i came in like an american nuclear explosion, the rhyme version,

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from

Hate to break this to you but this is nothing like the american dream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Lincoln just said that to save the nationthese are lies that we all accepted

Maybe then... you will blow up quick like the american centers did

Must be something you want me to see

Intervals polluting the economy/

My flow makes the economy, rise higher than our nations bureaucracy,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Upward mobility's a myth, the american dream we can't reach,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class