This is a song about "Country parties"

Hustle for dis country money

Than the muse of a family

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

You gotta breathe and be at ease

I see them at parties

Need it for my parties, and i need it for my plans

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Tappin' models, leaving parties, putting the ac in throttle,

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Is in another country