This is a song about "Countryside"

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,

That scary love, never get married love

That's the nature of the pass, first you gotta puff

Strapped up attacking mom nature

And that i spent the night with her

See, she would complained of the tested nature

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Apparently we're sharing this generic plot of blessed land,

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Yo we ain't from the ghetto but we go urban at least,

Watch closely as i knockoff shit thats phony as a real-life pony

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree