[Clouds]

meth lab in the back and the crack smoke peels thru the streets like an early morning fog
mamas in the slaughterhouse wit the hatchet helpin daddy chop early morning hog
im catchin zs like an early morning saw when i woke to the racket, yawn n pause
wtf man i can never get sleep man peeped out the window whats wrong wit y'all
stood up in my crimson tide alabama sweatpants and threw my pillow
looks like daddy caught the motherfucker that tried to sneak in and steal his elbows
they dont know that old man dont hold hands or throw hands nah hes rough like a brillo
went to the shed and pulled out a machete and a gun tall and heavy as the midget willow