This is a song about "Nail polsish"

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Trigger squeezed, shine at the tip of my finger like nail polish

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

Trigger squeezed, shine at the tip of my finger like nail polish

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

Last nail, robbing you of your cuticles, and your music flow

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

It's a nail and a tire: cross him and you're flat, that's exact

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Uneducated little bigot, nigga i will nail this hard,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art