This is a song about "Country girls bed of my chevy beer"

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear

While my boys crack the beer i sniff the gear

Take a shot of bacardi and drink another beer g

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

If u believe that, nigga you is dumb as ever

Instead of being stuck inside of my bed or whatever

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

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

Shit you've read rapping from my bed

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I put my body to bed

Nobody ain't own us yet

Kill that whore right there in my bed

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check