Welcome to the USA,
where there are no cows and we dont drive autorickshaws ever in our lives
only meat, no yummy sweets
and no, animals dont bark at any time of morning..

Repeat that 10 times over and you still dont become an american. cha thats so sad yaa.. i thought if we rap and wear baggy clothes we will fit into the brutherhood of the americas... but it yis not so baybeh..

As is probably not yet evident. I am not yet really liking my stay in the USA.

I crib.

I crib and I crib.