This is a song about "Country folk"

Where you belong with your family

Hustle for dis country money

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

The associates of this socio will rope a dope folk

This country, black and white, its split

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Branded a son of middle-class folk,

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

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

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

They say its a free country but im not buying it

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that