This is a song about "Redneck farmer"

So i put the blaming of my problems on the redneck cuz he's dumber,

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

I'm comin' out the south but yo i ain't a redneck trailer park,

To gangstas i'm a motherfuckin' redneck from a trailer park,

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

The egyptian farmer shenti had just begun

So would you please listen to what i'mma need from you

But that just makes me better than a redneck spitting chew

Hard as mortars, guard the borders, hide the farmer daughters,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse