This is a song about "Country time love"

Country is addicted, to the rubberband with a

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

I’m tryna be low key

Hustle for dis country money

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

I fell in love for the first time with an angel

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Too smart to die for a country that dont love me

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Went to another country that's call migration

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

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