This is a song about "Nation of islam"

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

Of people that are smaller than him, under him, but a great nation,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

I'm sick of sitting by and watching our nation fade away,

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

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

We a nation of hatin' and makin' speculation

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

This boa, what's your motivation

Im an inspiration of this nation

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

I've seen trials and tribulations,was raised in a nation full of racism