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I look in the sometimes and think about how it all started
Small town Alabama, city life we departed
Not a light in the street, morning was scary and dark
To a little boy catching the bus to school sharp
I used to make up songs to keep my mind from
What was in the waiting for me, my stomach still rumbling
From the diet
Even though was trying to do the best that she could
Alcohol made her
Her was a prick, probably 26
looked my direction and really didn't do shit
My grew along with my anger
And impatience school
My knew I was trouble waiting
And I did too, admittedly but I it
Maybe I had to accept I'd always be uninvited to events, football and family oriented stuff
But I never thought I had it
I embraced it, honestly, 'cause I knew how I was
It made me a rebel and rebels made me welcomed and loved
I never knew my daddy but, they said that I was the and what a shame, get your umbrella Wayne
Here the heavy rain

Cause I'm the to your storm
Dark bloodstains a dogfight
The tornado to alarm
Your hangover after a night
I'm the snake your barn
one mistake you ever did right
The gunpowder to drum
I'm son
The son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun

If life is but a
I'm up the in a paddle boat
Streams of snakes, demons, not even a ladder goes
Up high and the Mississippi to see the ocean
So I go floatin', yeah
But I made it a habit
19 and tattooed, hell-raised in the was the place and I made it home with the favorites
Quarter pound of that seeded Mexican slinging nickles
Make enough and break it even, just do it for tickles
under icicles, the Methadone's penatratin'
Ecstasy-hungry, baited as an
No more chocolate-chip cookies, and jars
Morbid and are my role models, and old-school cars
Sickening and I'm it
I'm in half of it
Backstrokin' in sinnin' ways, a to pastors
I never knew my but,
They that I was the same and what a shame
come the cocaine in the heavy rain

Cause I'm the lighting to storm
Dark bloodstains after a
The to your alarm
Your hangover a long night
I'm the snake your barn
That one mistake you ever did
The gunpowder to your
I'm son
The son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun

And you can that I still don't give a fuck
Still drinking whiskey I'm already down
Slumerican-made man, all around
Seventy-thousand dollars a night good, look
Livin' a usin' my war as my shield
The truth, and recreated
The followings
of fatherless children fill up the pit in the buildin'
Usin' the for the feelin', it's just like poppin' a pill
And I'm it in
at makin' a win
Thanks for the poems you inspired, I'm rakin' it in
Never you say "give me five," so make it a ten
Think the chances I'm ballin', at the bastard of him
When I went to jail for the time, I thought about you
Son of a bitch, I admit it, I the rumours are true
'Cause when I look in the mirror, I see what I 'came
Trial by fire, pain, heavy

Cause I'm the lighting to storm
Dark after a dogfight
The to your alarm
Your after a long night
I'm the snake outta barn
That one mistake you did right
The gunpowder to your
I'm son
The son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun