This is a song about "Big country"

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Interior, inferior, star-spangled banner

Only concern was the home that was close to him

Went to another country that's call migration

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

This country is fucked cause we're stunting our growth

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Country is addicted, to the rubberband with a

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Hip-hop is #goin' #south, it's just bringin' the country back,

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

They say its a free country but im not buying it

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

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