This is a song about "Dale evans roy rogers"

Young roy the fuckin man

Money long from here to japan

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Is young roy baby up and coming

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

I'm breathing for a purpose

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

If footloose was a nascar driver, he'd be dale earnhardt

I'm trying to go psychological with the rogers to shoot ya inside ya nose

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Nascar’s on bitch, i’m the rap version of dale earnhardt

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy