This is a song about "Country love cute"

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Fuck cute trappers i buck and shoot fake rappers

Too smart to die for a country that dont love me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Yeah, they call me country grammar

The only time i flirt with her

Put my number in your phone

Different country and time zone

Hustle for dis country money

We're living in a fantasy

I got family spread out across the country

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

This country, black and white, its split

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Went to another country that's call migration

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win