This is a song about "United states of america"

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

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact

I'm back on these highways moving cakes

Invades states, degrading babes,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Like captine america im a new soldier

When when the economy of america breaks

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Cause america the terror of,

But you hate them navel kisses

God bless america

Play the game nigga