This is a song about "Imperialism country"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Sitting on name brand and u sitting on some shit thats not even in this country

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Yeah, they call me country grammar

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Soldiers fighting for this country, and you act like it isn't tense

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Too smart to die for a country that dont love me

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal

This country is fucked cause we're stunting our growth

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes