This is a song about "Country"

Baby, you know who you are

A country in power

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Country ass hicks but know how to spit trick

I just want somebody i can see

Hustle for dis country money

I got family spread out across the country

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

Soldiers fighting for this country, and you act like it isn't tense

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Am i just a country boy, who rocks