This is a song about "Country time love"

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Went to another country that's call migration

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

I love the hate but i aint got no time to savor the flavor

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

This country is fucked cause we're stunting our growth

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

Another time for the thugs that need love

That's why i'm makin' money

Is in another country