This is a song about "Country y"

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

This country, black and white, its split

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Is in another country

But make sure if they do see