This is a song about "Grammar"

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Of propaganda so i ready myself to pop this grammar,

Isn't a right its more of a decision. haters like gators hating me till

A line after line printed fluently, grammar stupidly, horrendous, still

Yeah, they call me country grammar

That i will leave earth with her

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Wronger than my grammar and stronger than my grandma

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

Alicia keys needs to improve her grammar

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak