I can't ******* understand others
I wish I had clarity from my brothers
No, one works in the automobile field
The other is a preacher full of zeal
Wants to save everyone he can see
But they don't want any parts of me

I look at cars passing by
All the hustle and bustle
I am not one who drives
My past is such a trustle
Digging a hole for future events
I'm the one who likes to ******* vent
And all this mechanics can **** ******* ****
Too many ******* around here that take stock
They like to blow **** up your pants
Burn the wheels and let's all dance

I'm not one to believe your belief
I have my own ******* values
They may not be what you'll have me to be
And what I say is, "*******!"
I"ve gone down that road before
And it didn't make any sense
Got ******* baptized caused I was confused
Out there in a world I ******* spent
Now I want blood, it's what I dream of
So many ******* I hate their god
It ain't worth trying to preach to me
I've seen it all on both sides of the ******* fence