This is a song about "Anywhere but here"

If i had on 'bama line

Or anywhere, don't matters, shes fine

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

But who cares tho i mean, we're all friends here

Turn around and then you flip your hair

She's so rough, she'll tear you up anywhere,

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

And blast through the game, 'till i'm old but i'm still here,

I figured out that it don't matter for real

But i turned that around that why i'm still here

Anyone anywhere may think this a riddle,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

But keep them cigarettes away

But family is here to stay

But here i go let me fire

And the food could have been finer