This is a song about "Country"

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

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Took the van, went snatch her

A country in power

Said when i do dirt wit her

Never been a cold coward country money on my mind then my

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

Different country and time zone

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

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