This is a song about "Blue eyed country girls"

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

And pissing red, white, and blue

I can smell it when i go outside

But i'm still leaving you wide eyed

I'm torching it like i'm burning blue,

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Oh who do you

Your aura, royal blue,

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

This country, black and white, its split

Disappear like you interfere, out of the blue

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

You told me god was the answer

Yeah, they call me country grammar