This is a song about "The country panama"

This country, black and white, its split

I work hard for everything i get

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

A country in power

Fuck that now trying get the money

Is in another country

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions