This is a song about "United states of america"

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

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

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

When when the economy of america breaks

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Invades states, degrading babes,

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

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

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

Cause america the terror of,

Let's have a toast for this new love