This is a song about "Guns country"

Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Without the sound of guns

Guess they ran out of options

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Went to another country that's call migration

"stay strong, keep your faith in god," what i told him

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

We bustin' like shot guns

That was my influence