This is a song about "Redneck farming"

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

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

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

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

We're fucking redneck crackers, making fun of the shit,

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

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

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

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

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

But that just makes me better than a redneck spitting chew

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

, i have some medicine that needs farming/ for the weed buzz, i bake fuck you