This is a song about "Country asshole"

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

Yep, yep, yep, yep, i'm fuckin asshole

Let's put it on cruise control

A country in power

Going broke, no sir

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Fussing, i need a muffler, but mostly i'm just an asshole

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Rhymes i shot up your asshole.

Purify that woman soul

Women at my pole

All they see is an asshole

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

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