This is a song about "United nations"

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

Wrecking ball is gonna be tha nations anthem

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

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

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

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

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Corporations lock the nations, populations know the same profit,

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

And how the purpose is keeping idiots in these nations,