puff puff: Let me tell you about my main man, Shitty G He never lived in the city, he's from the middle of Tennessee He's got a wife, she's morbidly obese While Shitty sits at Denny's sipping 40's of Ol'E No toilet in his trailer, he'll piss on the street Shitty G would bite your style but he's missing some teeth Rockin' white beaters with pit stains Shitty's so humble King of the trailer park, thinks he's hard as nails Front yard lookin' like a junk-yard sale Rolling round on a riding mower, mouth full of chew Sipping on Jack Daniels mixed with Mountain Dew Always running from the cops, getting charged with theft They want him behind bars but he's hard to catch Always hustling something, his hands are never clean Plus, he's got the worst tattoos that you've ever seen Catch him drinking cans of Busch Light, smoking Newports Bumping Toby Keith and Too Short, woo! He grows his own reefer, steals cables from his neighbors You can always smell the vapors from the meth lab in his trailer He thinks he's bad, just like his credit He's got a sugar Mama, but Shitty is diabetic He's got a poster of Federline, his hero He'll drink a box of wine and say, "What up, my negro?". Alright man, here I go Y'all ain't never heard rhymes like these I'm about to spit more fire than illegal Chinese fireworks Alright, here we go