You take my money You think you're great You think it's funny I hate your face Yeah You got your Jesus And I got my space You got your reasons And I got my case You just gotta sit yourself down To contemplate You get yourself a nice cold beer And drink yourself away You're celebrating nothing And you feel a-okay You're celebrating nothing And you feel a-okay You think you're precious And I think you're sh** And I'd k** your father To destroy his seed Ohhhh nothing will ever Destroy your greed Chorus Now when you break yourself down And go to this place You give yourself the reason To get off your case And when you break it down yeah And see through this sh** You give yourself the reason To live through this Break down Mama give me my medicine (3)