This is a song about "United arab emirates"

Menace when i step in the game, i came with a twelve gauge

Analyzing the arab ways , it wasn't right and it had to change/

United we slam, here comes the people with the rough shit

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

What's real/ i want to tell you a story about a beautiful arab

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

It disgused my whole arab family/ but he was the ticket over

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

That's really how we represent our country, the "united states",

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Rarely there's a true father in this united state

In my mind's eye, i'm high like united airlines

Who know this be the life that i really live