This is a song about "My micronation"

See, i'm second to no one

Grab my knife and my gun

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

And i got a little big, keep it low key

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

My shirt, purple label my shirt

The wrong drink, the right work

My words are my rhythm

I don't trust no one