This is a song about "Cruising through the country"

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

And i grew up poor with no cash flow in the country, you ain't even know it,

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

Cruising in the cique rollin' deep with the crew,

I'm cruising the dime, trying to get back to my pad in time

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

That's really how we represent our country, the "united states",

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny

I got family spread out across the country

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe