This is a song about "Country icewolf"

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Went to another country that's call migration

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

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

I got family spread out across the country

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

Then the stars don't even matter

Yeah, they call me country grammar