This is a song about "Country music"

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Too smart to die for a country that dont love me

Is in another country

We're living in a fantasy

I thought i recognized her

A country in power

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

So drop the slam and lets get sick

...i make beautiful music,

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Could be applied to this shit

Gotta handle your own

Different country and time zone