This is a song about "Country club"

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

She was the queen of the club

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

Who's sneaking in the club?

Bitches is artificially duck

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Hitmen taking out people at the club

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

This country, black and white, its split

The master of this rap shit

Blow up on this society

Hustle for dis country money