Trailer in the Sky

Trailer in the sky

This is a stick up, a hickory stick up

When I was in trouble, had to pick my own switch up

Cried so hard that I used to get the hiccups

Boy, shake it off, boy, pick that bottom lip up

(I popped the trunk, I popped the trunk, I popped the trunk, let's go)

I popped the trunk in '08 in Bessemer

Tuscaloosa Ave., I was a hip-hop messenger

Too bad my own city acts like I'm a leper, bro

But it ain't the majority

It's the bible-thumping, non-important authorities

Who enjoy destroyin' me in the papers like orgies

Upset nobody's been this influential before me

Of course, he just a white boy from the lost streets

Of the south eleventh home where I learned to destroy beats

But I just sit back and laugh with all this cash

They can kiss my white tattooed ass because

Someday we will all get high

Someday we will all get high

Someday in that double wide

Someday we will all get high

In that double wide trailer in the sky

Trailer in the sky

Trailer in the sky

But now I never pardon my French

I just fly to Paris, hit the bar with the French

They said I was too careless with my art and my pen

But you could suck a golf ball out of my cardigan

I'm low fashion like that, Slumerican like that

Who said I couldn't be dad? I'm parenting like that

I'm raisin' up new G's, I'm makin' bosses in fact

I just ain't hangin' around except for my closet rack

It's all facts, so if you wanna get stoned and drunk

But you're still livin' in a trailer park home, look up

Because you'll be stuck in a nine-to-five until you're 85

So look alive, ignore the book of lies 'cause someday

Someday we will all get high (someday we will all get high)

Someday we will all get high (someday we will all get high)

Someday in that double wide (in that double wide)

Someday we will all get high

In that double wide trailer in the sky

Trailer in the sky

Someday we will all get high (someday we will all get high)

Someday we will all get high

In that double wide trailer in the sky