This is a song about "Country god"

Sitting on name brand and u sitting on some shit thats not even in this country

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Too smart to die for a country that dont love me

Never been a cold coward country money on my mind then my

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

- - and now look, a crumbled country thin on prodigies,

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

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

You gon' tip her

A country in power

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Hustle for dis country money

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree