This is a song about "Country"

A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

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

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Almost lost my life to the industry

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

Together all the timethought it was true love

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

They say its a free country but im not buying it

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

A country in power

Huh, i can't interpret her

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

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