This is a song about "I am a grenade"

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

You're lyrically outweighed, so afraid that i'll blow your rap up with a rhyme grenade

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

The only reason that i put up with this moody ass bitch

And i'll toss you a grenade instead of that trick or treat garbage

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

Throw a grenade at ya, can you catch?

I got bigger problems baby

I am proclaiming a change see

People say i am a tinker bell

True player, cory mo cold as hell

I am not a lair just speak defamation

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Am i crazy? or am i just being a baby,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free