This is a song about "Real country music"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Hustle for dis country money

First off congratulations on the win

Went to another country that's call migration

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

When we not in summer

A country in power

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit