Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god
You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot
Make some move, ambition i’m on a level
The right hand of god, the left of the devil,
Hi my name is bob and i work at my job
Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god
You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock
Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,
Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god
A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot
Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one
Its depressing, this kingdom is prison, of this system we victim
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >