This is a song about "Country road"

You pull up in parking lots

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Please sugar don't come alone

Different country and time zone

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road

I've been down that road before

The shit that i spit is more

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Just to let you know, you are

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

I got family spread out across the country

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Who life was for music and the road

Uh, the road not taken

Come get some, you little bum