Been a freak since Creep
Still a man from down the street
That they do not wanna meet, show my teeth and leave you weak
I dont need no breeze, I dont need no sun
I dont need no money, I dont need no one
Bitch, my time has just been begun
None that Ive done can get redone
Talking them guns like they for fun
Where Im from, they lose the young
Hunting rifles in the kitchen, foam cooler in the truck
They get fucked up and bang like they time is almost up
Drink, click-clack, then they drop you down
Think its cute, think they making new sounds
Got paid and they think theyre cool now
But thats obligatory, nothing new now
Used to this shit
Thinking you hard, Ive got news for you bitch
Youre new to this shit
Reaching for me and youre losing a limb
Bitch, Im used to this shit
Rewind, eject, send it back
On a hill with a Map in my lap
Trace roads with my finger, where they at
Walk the world like I woke up just like that
From this far down, they look just like ants
So far from my home, I stand
Insignificance, in-admission when I see the roads at first glance