As I sit and ponder how to spend this last 20
How to invest so it can multiply to many
From the land of skinny, put a plan into action
And manifest my destiny like President Jackson
Let's brush up on the facts, so you can feel what I'ma kick
Documentary Rhymes: this is all real sh**
They called him Ol' Hick, he was a pioneer lawyer
Owned more n******gs that the book Tom Sawyer
If you saw his land, it was cluttered with slaves
The muhf**a had 300 'fore he went to the grave
Can't knock on the trade, dude started with 11
Human Trafficking: just one hustle of his seven
Soldier of the Devil, brought the trail of tears
Through smallpox blankets and biological fear
Popped couple of peers, jeered his wife as a hoe
Duel's rules: slap a man and somebody had to go
Schooled on frontiers, but was smart enough to see
How the banks would guarantee nobody would go free
A mystery to me, like the ends of the universe
Compound interest follows you til you're in a hearse
In a fight, you chew some dirt and then you win or fail
And I'm a Swamp n***a, grab the Gator by the tail
Beat until it's frial and make a pair of custom 6 Rings
I suggest you listen twice, just in case you missed things
Enlisting: I'm in a war at home and fighting daily
We take the land and make demands and f**ers better pay me
Hail to the theives that blazed the trails for our culture
American Greed: eagles eyes or a vulture?
Whitewash the sculptures, making heroes out of villians
Fire up the melting pot with hypocrisy and k**ing