The Page in My Rhyme Book of Nas is a mammoth, safe nation, remarkable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, compulsory military service, and fear of technology. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, devout population of 8.131 billion Nasians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Bronx. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 62.9%.

The all-consuming Nasian economy, worth 682 trillion dollars a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 83,966 dollars, with the richest citizens earning 7.9 times as much as the poorest.

A baby's first breath is also a baby's first felony, the people's love for Leader is little more than self-preservation, family isn't who you're born with but who you abandon in foreign countries, and citizens are deployed to barren deserts to protect small territorial claims. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Nas's national animal is the dog, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Nas is ranked 102,770^th in the world and 5^th in New York for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 1,787.11 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.