America, hahaha, we love you, how many people are proud to citizens of this beautiful Country of the stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect, The women and men who have broke their neck's for the freedom of speech the States Government has sworn uphold, or (Yo', I want everybody to listen to the of this song) so we're told... I never would've dreamed a million years I'd see, So many motherfuckin' people who feel like me, who share the views And the same exact beliefs, it's like a army marchin' in back of me, so many lives I Touch, so much anger aimed, in no particular direction, just sprays sprays, and straight Through your radio waves it plays and 'till it stays stuck in your head for days and Days, who would of thought, standing in mirror bleachin' my hair, with some peroxide, Reaching for a t-shirt to wear, that I would catapult to forefront of rap like this, how Could I predict my words would have an impact like this, must've struck a chord, with somebody Up in the office, cause keeps telling me I ain't causin' nuthin' but problems, and now They're sayin' I'm in trouble with the I'm lovin' it, I shoveled shit all my life, And now I'm dumping it [Chorus] White America, could be one of your kids, white America, little Eric looks just like this, White America, Erica loves my shit, I go to TRL, look how many I get, white America, I Could be one of your kids, white America, little Eric looks like this, white America, Erica Loves my shit, I go to TRL, look many hugs I get... Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they brown, Shady lose, Shady Sits on the shelf, but Shady's cute, Shady knew, Shady's dimple's help, make ladies swoon Baby, {ooh baby}, look at my sales, let's the math, if I was black, I would've sold half, I Ain't have to graduate from Lincoln high school to know that, but could rap, so fuck school, I'm too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin' studio's when I was Underground, no one a fuck I was white, no labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up, I was Like, fuck it, until I Dre, the only one to look past, gave me a chance, and I lit a fire up Under his ass, helped him get back to the top, fan black that I got, was probably his in Exchange for every white fan that he's got, like damn, we swapped, sittin' back lookin' at Shit, wow, I'm like my skin is it to work to my benefit now, it's... [Chorus] See the problem is, I speak to suburban kids, otherwise would of never knew these words Exist, whose mom's probably would of never gave two squirts of piss, 'till created so much Motherfuckin' turbulence, straight out the tube, into your living room I came, and kids Flipped when they knew I produced by Dre, that's all it took, and they were instantly hooked Right in, and they connected with me too because I looked them, that's why they put my Lyrics up under this microscope, searchin' with fine tooth comb, its like this rope, waitin' To choke, tightening around throat, watching me while I write this, like I don't like this, Nope, all I hear is, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsors working 'round the clock, to Try to stop my concerts early, surely hip-hop was a problem in Harlem, only in Boston, After it bothered the fathers of daughters starting blossom, so now I'm catchin' the flack From these when they raggin', actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch, or Say faggot, shit, just look at me like I'm your closest pal, the posterchild, the Spokesman for... [Chorus] So to parents of America, I am the derringer aimed at little Erica, to attack her Character, ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns, sent to lead the march right up to The steps of congress, and piss on the lawns of the House, to burn the casket and replace It with parental advisory sticker, to spit liquor in the faces of in this democracy of Hypocrisy, fuck you Ms. Cheney, fuck you Tipper fuck you with the freest of speech this Divided states embarrassment will allow me to have, fuck you, [vocal melody], He, hahaha, I'm just playin' America, you know love you...