This is a song about "Crackers in spain"

Its in operation

Got me rushed to the station

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

We're fucking redneck crackers, making fun of the shit,

In a private jet while i'm walking in

First off congratulations on the win

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

He told me he never knew how all of the crackers felt,

??? ??? ?? with the feeling right

In his knapsack and drifted in delight.

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

In every thought, in every word

Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years