Manners

How many times do I gotta make a rack?

How many times do I gotta have attacks, like

Where the fuck my fucking manners at?

Where the fuck my fucking manners at?

Man to mayor, I swang to Alabama with a racket and some manners

Learned some country grammar,

I seen a lot of heads knocked, shocked, stricken by a barrel

What’s a knucklehead’s life without slamming, dammit

Cause a lot of damage, that’s my unfair advantage

Now I’m proud to be a native call me Sweetgrass Sam

It’s like Atlantis, love to be candid, love the pain and the damage

I go ooh

Something’s in the water it’s been lurking

Poison got me hurting but I need to keep working

I’m chugging along, I’m chugging and chugging and running along

My belly hungry and I’m chasing the sauce, still thirsty for more

Twenty-five and I’m fighting a war

Against a country that hates me, against the mirror that hates me

Against a couple generations that’ve been working to bait me

They call me lazy, welcome to the fucking k-k-kantry

How many times do I gotta make a rack?

How many times do I gotta have attacks, like

Where the fuck my fucking manners at?

Where the fuck my fucking manners at?

Why’s it when I’m out I always gotta make a statement?

Cut my hair, pretend that I don’t hate shit

Like I ain’t grown up in lower-class places

Like I ain’t seen shit that keep a kid shaking,

L’nu still finessing the system

Sick life living as a man on a mission

It’s Dr. Castle phoning in got a couple prescriptions,

You call it quarter life crisis? I’m glad I’m still living

Connect those dots, go on collect those thoughts,

And start screaming to the heavens, give my grandfather props

It’s a sign of the times, all my heroes are dead

Gotta don that cape it’s time for me to hop in

Really I just wanna ride on the back of the truck still,

Sip a couple Bepsis and be testing my luck skill

Spitfire channeling the spirit of us

Dragon’s breath in the castle Wolfie packing a punch I go hard,

How many times do I gotta make a rack?

How many times do I gotta have attacks, like

Where the fuck my fucking manners at?

Where the fuck my fucking manners at?

Hey hey,

Something’s in the air

Something’s in the air

Something’s in the air

Something’s in the air

I can feel that, I feel that

I feel that, I can feel that

Now (yeah!)