This is a song about "Guns country"

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

I nevermind a mind beyond vagina

Country is addicted, to the rubberband with a

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Artillery weak with guns

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

3m's on my new balance

Without the sound of guns

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Went to another country that's call migration