This is a song about "I must have country in my blood"

Now in my hand...i have my own earned money

And i got a little big, keep it low key

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

I got to go,complete my album,before that must have a piece of valium

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

The troubles in the system have arisen, i must share,

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

A country in power

Is in another country

Than the muse of a family

And i grew up poor with no cash flow in the country, you ain't even know it,

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit