This is a song about "Country asshole"

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

Let's put it on cruise control

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

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

Bi-annual, that asshole, nah i'm glad though

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

All they see is an asshole

This shit has got my soul

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Yall bunch of rap queens female asshole

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

Blackberry and t phone

Asshole flowers, going home

Rhymes i shot up your asshole.

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