The Nation

Aggressive and possessive flow bound with pronouns
Go around from town to town giving them the low down
On how to live nice and still now give advice or a just reply
Prior minority now higher authority, I try rule the block
But some fool shot a glock, hey yall not cool to cock
A pistol or a hot missile, my body supported by my buttock
When I git to sit down, so my rear part is sincere art no fart
Placed in a position have to face competition and disgrace
Is not tradition, sometimes grab a vase
Of crisp flowers get girls and kiss for hours then nab lace
Look the back of my coat has a very whack quote reads
“Best rapper” got stop and arrested my Hip Hop molested the creed
Of rich folks need to switch quotes wanna restrain and control
My brain holds me down, guess I’m a bold clown with a soul
Epidemic spreading no limit heading worldwide but I hurl pride
In my rhymes, best to create before they investigate my insides
So it turned out, had to learn clout from infamous books
Media blame us for crooks and violence, gone and took long looks
At the situation do we live in a legit nation?