This is a song about "Country concer"

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Country is addicted, to the rubberband with a

Go for mine, that ball shit, pour ciroc 'til i'm nauseous

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

It's at this big country mansion just down the block,

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

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

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