This is a song about "Master nation"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My evil expands across the every nation

I be gettin' money

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

It's a -- situation

Their actions shock the nation

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Im an inspiration of this nation

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

Beggin for money at a fire station, i evolved with this nation, im a master creation,

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

You're the servant, i'm the master.

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are