This is a song about "Sad redneck with whiskey"

Look in the scope, my people still a target

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

Her life story was so sad

Cus if your love was all i had

To make sure i was sad with static galactic stress every day and i ain't being sarcastic

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

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

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

But that just makes me better than a redneck spitting chew

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

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

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

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

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

Sad that he had to take his own life to escape this sad life with a pliable alibi

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try