This is a song about "Country music"

...i make beautiful music,

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

All you wanna do is get that stick

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

Knowing when its over blastin music

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

I got family spread out across the country

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Is in another country

But i kinda like your company