This is a song about "Country rap"

Hustle for dis country money

We're living in a fantasy

When you talkin illest rapper

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Ay yo you wonder who i are

A country in power

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,

A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

They say its a free country but im not buying it