Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god
I can only imagine, uncle bob
Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
I"m the designated driver
I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,
Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot
Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry
After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
Mama ain't raise no fool, true
The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son
Screams, i thought we killed em ,thank god he didn't the thought of children,
Our children must be taught, of africa
I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya
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