This is a song about "Me missing the country"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Ain't got started i am the link that is missing

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I got family spread out across the country

Hip-hop is #goin' #south, it's just bringin' the country back,

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

And these woman is loving the way that i perform

You're softcore, missing the details like cropped porn.

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Just to let you know, you are

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

From a third world country to a star in the booth

Ain't got started i am the link that is missing

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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