This is a song about "Sad rednecks with whiskey"

Staying positive never sad,

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

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

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

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world

Because he's white like rednecks hate the fact obama's black,

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

I be murdering bars

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

And if there is white poverty, they're seen as rednecks,

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,

Look at this sad bitch with wack shit rappin' like this a fast win

Everybody finger point in your direction