This is a song about "Country living"

I'm doing the same thing

You make it hard living,

This country, black and white, its split

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

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

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people

Hustle for dis country money

We're living in a fantasy

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears