A Bomb In Nation Video (MV)

I been tokin on the finest
Chokin on the smoke
Dine in wit ya heinous
Chime in the conversation is dope
I was on honorable mention
Still thinkin school is a joke
With a combination of hope
I was my own abomination
An in the end I was toast
A bomb in nation we boast
Cant talk with knots in ya throat
I walk with knots in my pocket
But on the block
Im a ghost
I stopped
Doin the most
So people call me the goat
I checked the pulse of the beat
The rhythm is what I wrote
The story began to breath
Its spirit begins to float
The negativity leaves
An even eve was on the ropes
We walkin past da pastor
Still ignorin the pope
Goin uphill beware slippery slopes
We keep storin trash
You sleep Snorin or woke
I was pluckin off da ash
Shit leaped onto my coat
Used to have a third eye
But I replaced it with a Scope
For you schemin ass niggas
Invadin the globe
Then waitin to blow
Off a gimmick at a show
Thats the issue
Facts official
Act hard
But you softer than a tissue
In the backyard
It was lit like a missle
Carryin my scars still healin wit my crystals
Dealin with the cards that was dealt so I sip too
On my dolo
Ima dip through
Like a chip do
Movin Slo mo
When I'm out in bristol
Realer than jujitsu
If my niggas gitchu
Ya family'll miss you
F*ck small talk
Like small barks from shih tzus
Boss walk across arcs
Carryin a pistol
With a fistful a diamonds
Fishy niggas change the climate
Any mountain ima climb it
Countin how the stars alignin
Crowned like a chakra
Movies behind my eyelids
Found by a doctor
Lucy hid in the violence
Quiet in total silence
Ufo sighted
Im the pilot
Two sides divide over words
Thats a hyphen
Choose wise
I ignore the ego and the hype jams
The feeble and the white man
With needles in they right hand
Eradicating evil that's a nice plan
Imaginin where people in my mind stand
Realized we dont have an equal life span
Eyes wide like im watchin where a knife lands
Fly guy
Might pop hit a light dance
Shock wit a slight chance a rain when I stop in
Pac with the pain
I was made to be locked in
Lames in ya top ten
Me an fame are not friends
Are you peepin all the progress
Everything im seekings eternal
Its not an object
Like wedding rings
Not settling
For less feel like a prophet
That reincarnated tired seein you niggas botch it
Lingerin outer space
Chased aliens racin rockets
Wont fail again usin logic
These chains we in ima stop it
The truth is outta the closet
Cant take my soul for deposit
Dont need the keys ima locksmith
Leavin ogz no option