This is a song about "This america"

Who knows what the

God bless america

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

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

But i'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in america

This is ice, this is frozen,

Something wicked this way come

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

When when the economy of america breaks

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

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

Flow exported i was born in america

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Look at me america i am a muslim