This is a song about "Hillbilly and moonshine"

This is like riding through the city

Living young and wild and free

Come see real niggas on my team

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Grab the scissors and saws and

And kill yourself and your clique

Yea i'm missin some sleep

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And nasty remains and bones

Dumb hillbilly backwoods hicks, trying to mask our past,

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

I'm modest, and humble

And inhospitable,