This is a song about "Nations"

And how the purpose is keeping idiots in these nations,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

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

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

Wrecking ball is gonna be tha nations anthem

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I was raised from the ashes of my nations quarrels