This is a song about "Folk nation"

But im a well of inspiration

Out to control the entire nation.

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

An early toke, not a burly bloke, but sturdy folk

Waiting for the perfect time for conversation

So we can start the healing of the nation....

Since i was left with no hope

Enough talking bout them other folk

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Depredation of your nation

Welcome to purgatory our uncivilised nation

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

About to sweep the nation