This is a song about "A country that is controlled and protected by another"

They say nothings ever free

Is in another country

The populations controlled and all the food that you ate

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Its a real life scary movie and the killer that bit is played by me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Just to figure out we're puppets and controlled

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Ever thought that your life was being controlled

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

- - and now look, a crumbled country thin on prodigies,