This is a song about "Appreciation of country s music"

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

I murmur cos my music is tonnes of nice

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

You based your life off of 50's shit

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Look, just remember how that winning taste

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

But the fact of the matter is, were a country in need of saving

Music and tabs of dixie land, take your luck with this rapper.

And all that deep shit i was previously down for