This is a song about "Country folk"

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

"please!! rub that #white #thing on my face", you're the gayest folk

Yeah, they call me country grammar

My records sell, yes sir

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Country is addicted, to the rubberband with a

And that i spent the night with her

A country in power

But i've got as much swag as a folk song,

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Im hardcore, your only that country dump