text: Do I have to change my name?
  Will it get me far?
  Should I lose some weight?
  Am I gonna be a star?
  Missy and Madonna boy, aint nothin better
  Hotter than fat dancin in a sweater
  Madonna, am I okay skinny or fatter?
  When I rap on this track, all I smell is cheddar
  You and I together, yo, were tougher than leather
  Make pop artists scatter when we talk chit-chatter
  It really dont matter what time of day or weather
  Or who really fatter, my kadunk-kadunk badder
  A rap so sick, wont stop, wont quit
  All on my -ish, like my name was 50 Cent, G-Unit
  I come with the heat, see my hits
  Sound so sweet, Missy aint pissy
  Is you dizzy, is you with me?
  Tip me when you see me, cause you tryna get with me
  Madonna bring the drama, oh mama, thats trauma
  Tougher than armor for your pappy and your mama
  I tried to be a boy, I tried to be a girl
  I tried to be a mess, I tried to be the best
  I guess I did it wrong, thats why I wrote this song
  This type of modern life, is it for me?
  So I went into a bar, looking for sympathy
  A little company, I tried to find a friend
  Its more easily said, its always been the same
  This type of modern life, is not for me
  This type of modern life, is not for free
  Do I have to change my name?
  American life
  I live the American Dream
  You are the best thing Ive seen
  You are not just a dream
  I tried to stay ahead, I tried to stay on top
  I tried to play the part, but some how I forgot
  Just what I did it for, and why I wanted more
  This type of modern life, is it for me?
  Ah
  Ah
  Ah
  Ah
  Ah
  Ah
  Ah, uh-huh
  American life
  I live the American Dream
  You are the best thing Ive seen
  You are not just a dream
  This is a Madonna exclusive
  This is the American life
  Im drinking a soy latte
  I get a double shoté
  It goes right through my body, and you know Im satisfied
  I drive my Mini Cooper, and Im feeling super-dooper
  Yo, they tell Im a trooper, and you know Im satisfied
  I do yoga and pilates, and the room is full of hotties
  So Im checking out the bodies, and you know Im satisfied
  Im digging on the isotopes, this metaphysics shit is dope
  And if all this can give me hope, you know Im satisfied
  I got a lawyer and a manager, an agent and a chef 
  Three nannies, an assistant, and a driver, and a jet 
  A trainer, and a butler, and a bodyguard, or five 
  A gardener and a stylist, do you think Im satisfied? 
  Id like to express my extreme point of view
  Im not a Christian and Im not a Jew
  Im just living out the American dream
  And I just realized that nothing is what it seems
  What it seems
  American life
  I live the American Dream
  You are the best thing Ive seen
  You are not just a dream
  This is the American Life