This is a song about "Country inn"

They say its a free country but im not buying it

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

Soldiers fighting for this country, and you act like it isn't tense

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

First off congratulations on the win

Went to another country that's call migration

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

Hip-hop is #goin' #south, it's just bringin' the country back,

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

I got family spread out across the country

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she