This is a song about "Love your country"

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Your love in my chest, why was i thinking this way?

The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

That girl you love got your bros in her bed

Like sally mae on college debt

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Your gonna learn how to love it

Not hungry for my poetry

Hustle for dis country money

I'mma catch you next time around

Yea your gna love my sound

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

My neighbors love me! your girl want to fuck me?!

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money