Rant
There ain't no respect in the younger generation
I gotta tell you bout your soul man
Getting your heads in the shit
You like being pushed around?
With your ass in the ditch
Its pretty weird man
Let’s create some myths
bitchassniggamothafucka
Let’s build the new gods' temples
On a single striking chant
Love, love, love, love
I gotta tell you about your poor soul babe
I gotta roll down and lay it off ma chest darlin’
I gotta crawl out the abyss to find you honey
I’m getting softer babe
It getting softer mama
Yeah get it softer
Be so good
Awh movin’ around
Being awright
Save my life
Feel okay
All night
All day yeeheheey
Grass beats soul every god damn time
Desecrator of the holy lady of the blue
Roll me babe
Seize ma body babe
I wonna see ma girl break my heart
Gone, gone long gone awright
Let’s roll babe
All night... Long
That’s right... That’s right
Yeah I got something to tell you about your soul
Your soul ain't worth shit mama
You know how much your soul's worth?
Your soul’s worth about as much as you can get on Wall Street my deer
Now you may think I’m, cynical and dangerous to tell you that
You may think that I m a little hard to take
Hey!
Well listen darlin I’m telling you the god damn truth
