This is a song about "Redneck"

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

I'm comin' out the south but yo i ain't a redneck trailer park,

So i put the blaming of my problems on the redneck cuz he's dumber,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

But that just makes me better than a redneck spitting chew

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

To gangstas i'm a motherfuckin' redneck from a trailer park,

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

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

I'm comin' out the south but yo i ain't a redneck trailer park,

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart