This is a song about "Tobacco and native americans"

Fuck all the faculty, tobacco-packing acrobat

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Afghanistan had faded quick, americans took over and they hated it

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Help open the eyes of the americans, we need to shut him down

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And i was pretty angry at the government of us americans,

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

I spit raps like tobacco

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,