This is a song about "This isnt america"

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Turned america into a world where everything's intercepted

Flow exported i was born in america

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

This is america and i'm the purge no matter how hard i try i cant the urge the kill. stared

Where's your bars about money? for fuck sake you're from america,

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Shit, that's most of america, with neighborhoods devastated,

This isnt about forgiving,

Bun b, i’m underground king