This is a song about "Nations"

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

And saw you lose friends, nations fall, and bridges burn,

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

My flow makes the economy, rise higher than our nations bureaucracy,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

And saw you lose friends, nations fall, and bridges burn,

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

And all of a sudden my nations discussion is tugging in a fucking war with arguments

Never no more will you see me, this is the endcause now i know you've been cheatin, i'm a sucka for love

The problem is, when nations unite, and stand for religions it awakens

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.