abnormal

Goddamn

Young man tryna have a godsmack make way

Can't stand

Can't stand you bitch get out of my way

My way

My way or the highway rascal flats

My ass

My ass wants a kiss in the middle

Gone farming

No need for alarming

Listen to the bullrider

I can tell the aces aren't facing

I can tell a lot

I can tell you're dealing me a cut drug

I can tell your face needs rearranging a lot

Clap hands praise god

I can tell you haven't before

And in my nightmares I see you

You are drooling, pasting me

Atop a pile of mattress bugs

Gone farming

No need for alarming

Listen to the bullrider