[Intro:]
Way down this country road in a holler
Where they make that moonshine still
Theres an old man on a porch on a shack
And the shack is where he lives
Round the town they call him "Paul"
It's Paul from on the hill
And every time Pa does slay a hog
You can hear that hogie squeal

[Verse 1:]
I'm from the belly of the bible belt
That [bad word] preacher's daughter's son
Where you can't find no woman, no man, no cousin,
No friend without a gun
Alabama that is my home,
But the trailer park has got my heart,
Off in the hood, I'm at home
And I play in the woods, after dark
You won't find me sober much
Always got a bottle of Jackie-O
I take my sips, I talk my [bad word] 
And I'll fight anybody that wants to go
Tall and slim, walk with a limp,
Cause my nuts are over-sized [bad word] your dope and your alcohol
Because your [bad word] is over-priced
Hit the booth leg for 24 before I'm 21
(Math-matics)
Going to jail cause I'm [bad word] at Piggly Wiggly
(Dag-nabit)
Cause I'll be here and I'll do my time
Cause I can't make bail on minimum wage
Nothing to do in the country but get [bad word] And watch the pendulum sway
Back in the saddle again
Throw my middle finger up to the law
Ain't gotta rob nobody tonight
But I might do it, just because
I'm a nut, I get bored
Did some pills but I want more [bad word] this world, [bad word] this town
If I [bad word] you once, I [bad word] you sore [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] [bad word]  [bad word] [bad word]  [bad word] suck a [bad word] 
If you want some of this rock n' roll
Take this bite, suck this rock
Crystal fox, Supa Hot,
Can't hold up, grab a mic
Catfish, on my [bad word]  [bad word] with me you gonna get dropped

[Hook:]
Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea
Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea
Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy yea yea
Catfish Billy, Catfish Billy

[Verse 2:]
You [bad word]  with me [bad word] I promise I'll put you with the piranhas
Inside of a shallow swamp
And then make you follow a boat for the drink of water
And sing to you lullabies while I'm sipping Coronas under umbrellas
Got a propeller sharp enough to eat through a two-footed root of a tree
If it's under me then it's cool I keep moving
So why do you think a [bad word] hater
Would lay a log in front of my boat
And put a stop to what I do? Buddy, whatever
When I get up in the morning, I think about when it's all over
They can put my body up in the river
With everything I did for the culture inside of a book
And light a candle for my momma who got sick from the [bad word] fame
Immediately media will follow me to the end of the river
While the people around my body deliver rhythms and syllables
Relevant to my scripture
I'm a sick son of a [bad word]  do you get the picture?
My [bad word] name, is
Catfish
Really though