Hook
 It’s getting hard to be me
 Every where I go, somebody’s looking at Me
 And If I ever need something, I’ma get it for myself
 Cause I’m the Only person thinking ‘bout me
 It’s getting hard to be me
 Every where I Go, somebody’s looking at me
 And if you [bad word] me at all [bad word] me to myself
 Cause I’m the only person [bad word] with me!

 Verse 1
 In this world of sticks, hicks and chicks with aqua net spray
 Sh sh shh Hhhh shut up [bad word] don’t disrespect these country ways Yeah!
 Alabama, if yeen know, I ain’t hiding a [bad word] thing, I just like to lean Low
 Yeah, I’m the theme show Stereotypical beanpole
 Slim, tall, tatted Let me add that I gotta green glow
 From all the Mountain Dew that I Consume from a mason jar, in a racing, chase it with a tall ice brew
 Let me not leave you confused, what I represent culturally
 Trash bag Full of Freon, I’m huffin’ puffin’ on potpourri
 That gummo’s squeaky Swingin’ gate in front of that trap house
 Trailer park is sewed up and Billy done pulled that ac out

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 Verse 2
 Wonder what I got inside this Chevrolet [bad word] I’m hiding
 About ten Bodies on a fishing line with baby clothes on consignment
 Came to the Game so broke that I still find one-dollar bills and get a thrill
 That’s the Kind of [bad word] that leaves my pickle dill'd
 Siding on the single wide got Icicle steel, too cold
 Gotta kerosene heater to heat up the grill, meatloaf?
 Daddy’s in jail again for shuffling pills, we know
 Man I’ve [bad word] to give you a peep show, (in this world )
 [bad word] across the South Like a wild stream, smiling
 I’ve seen more colorful mushrooms than a Child’s dream On an Island
 Desolate left behind
 Cause my state, is a State of crime
 God said, 1979, go change the minds ( in this world )

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 Verse 3
 Yelawolf. Hi, my name is
 President O ‘Bama I’m so shameless
 I’m taking It all so what am I saying is
 I’m the voice of every small town (in this World )
 Like a light and a pipe with a mic and take flight in this life
 What sight, put a vice grip lock on my right to fight despite
 The way you may feel about sights and sounds that I might put down About prices found on a sack of that white
 Heaven is a place in a 7/11
 I can never get away from [bad word]  Found [bad word] in the bible-belt and found Love in a 6-pack up on the shelf
 Went to the seashore to see more but Leroy didn’t seem sure to me
 So I took Leroy to Alabama, he bought The hat and bought the Tee
 Converted him Y’all
 I gave him convertible Thoughts
 When he saw that big buck hangin’ on the wall (Yeah)
 I’m off By a millimeter
 I’m on by a Million light years and 2 liters
 pint of Moonshine I ride a 2 seater Take a ride In this world..