This is a song about "Country music"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Is in another country

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Different country and time zone

Country is addicted, to the rubberband with a

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

Went to another country that's call migration

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

I make elevating music

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free