Texty: Kids Like Us. Outta Control. Gator Smash.

Mortherfuck what you heard 'cause it's not what I said.
These power tripping pigs gotta big fucking head.
Tell me how I can act and who I can be.
I'm just skating not killing so just let me be.
But it's not that fucking simple.
Don't make me start.
I fucking hate a dickhead cop with no fucking heart.
Pushing my buttons like King Koopa's on the attack.
Kick me outta one more spot
I'm gonna fucking snap
I'm gonna fucking snap.
Poppin' the top off this coke
Chuggin' it till I choke
Smashin' it over his head.
Two feet to the street and I fled.
And so goes my day, playing the mans game.
But one day I will win.
10 o'clock news
Pig's head smashed in.

Welcome to the south!