This is a song about "A classic country"

A classic or catastrophic

Killing these niggas off quick

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

- - and now look, a crumbled country thin on prodigies,

Or classic misdirection it's a collection of weapons of war

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

Fiends of classic hip hop with a massive

They say its a free country but im not buying it

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

To build a brighter future for the country and the future born frees

Doing it like a classic dre's chronic

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit