Bullsh**ting with some small redneck towns outside of my
City limits that we don't have to ignorantly divide
With a line now do we?
Separate with this river, with this skin
Or some f**in' ba** lines?
When we have to and if - I got a backpack & arsenal
Full of R&B, hip hop & country music you can vibe to
Let me in your bar and flow it thru your speakers
To a room full of curious whitebread, blackbread
Pool shootin', money sharkin', dope dealin' gurus
Then guess what?
It's 5 o clock somewhere, motherf**ers
Open your head, listen up
If you listen to me flowin' thru your speakers
Here I come, this here's Johnny
1-hour lesson and then it becomes 3 in the mornin'
And we parking lottin' agreein'
That the song remains the same
Prophecy? Barely knew a b**h
But now that you, Ms. Fine Stewardess...
Is that politically correct???
And am I wrong to let you know
That if I'm this drunk and high at the same time
Then 30,000 feet & Double D's:
We might be burning souls tonight -
In the same place at the same time
Read a book or the forward thinkin' section
Instead of a gossip column from US Weekly
Or whats trending today on Starbuck's most wanted
Motherf**in'...(True)
Whatever the f** Facebook said
Eat pot luck dinner with your neighbor, b**h
You haven't met instead of bringing home McDonald's
10 pack brown-baggin' family with ya Mom & Daddy
Find out why the gra** is greener at the country club
Then realize why you'd rather
Be fishin' in the Gulf with Nate & Shaggy
With some buddies on the west side
Instead of sowing all your sins into your (ah-ahhhh)
Pastor's or your priest's booth or garden
What's that motherf**er know?
Take a dime and let it roll. A looking gla** is hell, b**h
Red pills, bending spoons. In your dreams, in your cell
Fight your demons and mention your faith, b**h
Open up and let your soul get reissued
Got one? Let it hit you
Sink into the sea, drift away, soak it up
You living in the weekend b**h?
Open up your head, listen to this:
"I can feel my faith with I'm with you and I love it"
Who do you love???