This is a song about "Country lifestyle"

They can’t do much, they grew up seein’ that lifestyle,

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

This country, black and white, its split

You, you, you have to pay for that

Country is addicted, to the rubberband with a

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people

Lifestyle, finest type, yeah nigga we alright

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Complex lifestyle ready to do me

They say nothings ever free

Run for cover and return fire

Meanwhile your lifestyle had no textile