[Hook]

Cinnamon seats, dashboard flakes, yeah, sprayed out

Drunk as fool, throwin' that jimmy back until I'm laid out

Homie, I'm on my catfish billy shit, I'm talkin' way out

Dude, I'm way out - I'm talkin' way out

Rollin' country side anywhere that I go, hey now

Drunk on 'quake, cops pullin' off they tellin' me "turn it way down"

Homie, I'm on my catfish billy shit, I'm talkin' way out

Dude, I'm way out - I'm talkin' way out.

[Verse 1]

Yeah - intergalactic, out of my mind and into traffic

In the pepper converse tryna climb out

And risk it with nothin' in my backpack

It's me a son of a bitch, a child of a prick

A stepson you don't wanna hit

Ooo wee, no, not him - not lil' wayne, michael wayne

Who you thought it was, b?

Damn right, and I'm on a tightrope

Screamin' out "die bitch!" fuck my life...

I ain't never give a fuck, I could never give a fuck now

So put the chain on my bike, yeah

Put that bitch back on the sprocket,

Give me the pistol before you cock it

Let me throw a bullet in the clip for luck for us

Pour up, yeah, poppin' these, shockin', ain't it mane?

Well I guess nobody wants to be broke, right? black or white

Paint the frame,

'cause I'm only used to refusing the stereotypes of a name

I ain't a name - I'm a soul, I'm a piece of gold

I'm a pro, I'm a piece of shit too...

What I gotta do if I gotta roll? guess what?

I'm a roll all over you when I'm ridin'.

[Hook]

Cinnamon seats, dashboard flakes, yeah, sprayed out

Drunk as fool, throwin' that jimmy back until I'm laid out

Homie, I'm on my catfish billy shit, I'm talkin' way out

Dude, I'm way out - I'm talkin' way out

Rollin' country side anywhere that I go, hey now

Drunk on 'quake, cops pullin' off they tellin' me "turn it way down"

Homie, I'm on my catfish billy shit, I'm talkin' way out

Dude, I'm way out - I'm talkin' way out.

[Verse 2]

Used to watch my beeper chirp, new dickies and a backbreaker shirt

My world was a little bitty spot in the universe outside of earth

Tennessee loud, alabama born, I came down in a meteor storm

Media wrong, media right, rightin' my wrong, lean to get along

Don't come to get this, children go - this building is about to blow

I don't know what I'm a do with this feeling

Inside of my mind and soul

I'm a one-in-a-million human show

Shoulda been the motherfuckin' truman show

But if you seen me gettin' raped as a child

You probably wouldn't give me room to grow

Heavy blow, take a heavy sigh, like a runner on the daily, high oh my

You'll be good, baby boy, don't cry

I can make a boat with the broke up rhymes

God made me the cherokee

Like no, I can't let the world off the hook this time

And if you didn't want this catfish shit,

In fact, you shoulda never shook that line

Readied that hook, took this time, to press play, then rewind

I would rather be drunk than be blind

To the space age pimp shit that I combine

With what I know, rock and roll, I'm so famous, country fresh

That I can't take one step in the fuckin' street when I'm in public

So I get in this...

[Hook]

Cinnamon seats, dashboard flakes, yeah, sprayed out

Drunk as fool, throwin' that jimmy back until I'm laid out

Homie, I'm on my catfish billy shit, I'm talkin' way out

Dude, I'm way out - I'm talkin' way out

Rollin' country side anywhere that I go, hey now

Drunk on 'quake, cops pullin' off they tellin' me "turn it way down"

Homie, I'm on my catfish billy shit, I'm talkin' way out

Dude, I'm way out - I'm talkin' way out.

[Outro]

Yeah, I'm on my catfish billy shit (sprayed out)

Still ridin' them chevrolets, know what I mean? (laid out)

Alabama, south kakalak is way out

You know we way out

Trunk muzik is way out

Rollin' country side anywhere that I go, hey now

Drunk on 'quake, cops pullin' off they tellin' me "turn it way down"

Homie, I'm on my catfish billy shit, I'm talkin' way out

Dude, I'm way out - I'm talkin' way out.