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