This is a song about "Country girls can survive"

I was at the crib wit my girls you can call me lizzy i

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Who know this be the life that i really live

The americans can no longer survive,

We struggle just to survive

The bittersweet of life, of life

We will never die, we are forever alive

Made a nigga have to spit to survive

Yeah your fried i may be pork rines but i survive

You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Different country and time zone

O.d. was in the weight room all his life

How are you going to survive?

Don't worry big girls, my dick can take the space

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave