This is a song about "Country sucks"

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

So i can understand police victims

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

We vegetables, on them record labels

For all you that say my grammar sucks

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,