This is a song about "Trailer"

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

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

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

So go back to your cave and ride back to your trailer park,

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

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

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Poor white people seen as trailer trash collecting fed checks,

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that