Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it's "f** the world", get a child out her
Yeah my life a b**h, but you know nothin' 'bout her
Been to Hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I'm rollin' Sweets, I'm smokin' sour
Married to the game, but she broke her vows
That's why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
I think about more than I forget