This is a song about "Beam me up nation"

If your man want to bet

Shell put the beam to ya head

About to sweep the nation

You're uncool like my mother kin

Out to control the entire nation.

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Better then me running up

What, what ... project shit what

If your life is a hell, better call me satan! adoration of this nation.

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

On my beam merrily we roll along aint no theme

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

What makes you think ya can take my nation,

But im a well of inspiration