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 gon' compare me at all best Compare me to myself
Cause I'm the only person $#&@ing with me!


Verse 1
In this world of sticks, hicks and chicks with aqua net spray

Sh sh shh Hhhh shut up mutha$#&@er don't disrespect these country ways Yeah!
Alabama, if yeen know, I ain't hiding a damn 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 Trunk 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 %#@! 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?