This is a song about "Country music sucks"

Leaping in the limelight sucks

Where you welcome to problems

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Different country and time zone

Now all i am is alone

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Music is money, money isn't music

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip