This is a song about "Britain parent country"

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Im on my way to britain

And get on down with this thc vision

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Country is addicted, to the rubberband with a

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Yeah, right, get over here faster

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I got family spread out across the country