I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
[Intro]
Ladies & Gentlemen these are my hang ups
Let me explain
[Verse 1]
It’s kinda hard not to be a dick
But y’all these pussies round here they looking for the shit
And by God they found ‘em burried under the ground
Thinking ’bout what he has done thinking
If he keep doing it one day the money will come
One of his sons can get it done if he wanna become
That son of a gun that leave ‘em home when he wanna get drunk
Then he come back and slum back on that hole that he bring
And you can use shit but drop your head in fucking disgust
This underdog shit has to stop
‘Cause if they had an ounce of respect a half a cup
You fucking admit that every song that I smashed you then dropped
And you’re carrer would’ve been done bitch like it or not
I came to take my crown back it’s about time
So you about facing I’ll be about mine
Every nigga that shined on me has been outshined
I’m ripping new assholes and snatching out spines
[Verse 2]
It’s kinda hard not to be a bitch when everybody tryin’ to fuck you
Then use you when they need you then do their best to duck you
But since nobody called or answer emails
Tell ‘em to kiss my ass and spare me the fucking details
‘Cause ain’t no such thing as the best next thing
Unless you talking about how this is better than 3 rings
And niggas catching on like damn he ain’t wrong
These niggas is getting Grammy’s from makin T pain songs
Yeahhhh, and you can blame it on that
And if you got something to say then you can lay it on wax
‘Cause I ain’t disrespecting I’m just pissed off a lil bit
I put in all the work and you gettin’ all the attention
And when they do their speeches T-Pain they never mention
That’s how niggas automatically get on my shit list
So in conclusion I’m actually a nice dude
And to my real fans excuse my shitty attitude
[Verse 3]
It’s kinda hard to please everybody
And keep yourself happy and your kids asking
We ain’t got no money left daddy?
And you say yeah, but it fell into the wrong hands
That’s some hard shit to say when you a grown man
But I’ma get it motherfuck excuses
Plus these niggas thought they finally got T-Pain to chuck the deuces
Here they walk into my studio and play their fucking music
I play what I been doin’ they tell me it’s fucking stupid
Then they leave and tell their security I’m fucking losing
And all them young fire beats was too fucking confusing
They can’t keep up with me I’m classified as a nuisance
And next time that I see them they say they got new and newer shit
But they sound just like the shit I showed them the first time
With way less music and way worse rhyme
So this my farewall I’m sorry for the fallout
I’m cutting my phone off I bet you niggas call now
Ladies & Gentlemen these are my hang ups
Let me explain
[Verse 1]
It’s kinda hard not to be a dick
But y’all these pussies round here they looking for the shit
And by God they found ‘em burried under the ground
Thinking ’bout what he has done thinking
If he keep doing it one day the money will come
One of his sons can get it done if he wanna become
That son of a gun that leave ‘em home when he wanna get drunk
Then he come back and slum back on that hole that he bring
And you can use shit but drop your head in fucking disgust
This underdog shit has to stop
‘Cause if they had an ounce of respect a half a cup
You fucking admit that every song that I smashed you then dropped
And you’re carrer would’ve been done bitch like it or not
I came to take my crown back it’s about time
So you about facing I’ll be about mine
Every nigga that shined on me has been outshined
I’m ripping new assholes and snatching out spines
[Verse 2]
It’s kinda hard not to be a bitch when everybody tryin’ to fuck you
Then use you when they need you then do their best to duck you
But since nobody called or answer emails
Tell ‘em to kiss my ass and spare me the fucking details
‘Cause ain’t no such thing as the best next thing
Unless you talking about how this is better than 3 rings
And niggas catching on like damn he ain’t wrong
These niggas is getting Grammy’s from makin T pain songs
Yeahhhh, and you can blame it on that
And if you got something to say then you can lay it on wax
‘Cause I ain’t disrespecting I’m just pissed off a lil bit
I put in all the work and you gettin’ all the attention
And when they do their speeches T-Pain they never mention
That’s how niggas automatically get on my shit list
So in conclusion I’m actually a nice dude
And to my real fans excuse my shitty attitude
[Verse 3]
It’s kinda hard to please everybody
And keep yourself happy and your kids asking
We ain’t got no money left daddy?
And you say yeah, but it fell into the wrong hands
That’s some hard shit to say when you a grown man
But I’ma get it motherfuck excuses
Plus these niggas thought they finally got T-Pain to chuck the deuces
Here they walk into my studio and play their fucking music
I play what I been doin’ they tell me it’s fucking stupid
Then they leave and tell their security I’m fucking losing
And all them young fire beats was too fucking confusing
They can’t keep up with me I’m classified as a nuisance
And next time that I see them they say they got new and newer shit
But they sound just like the shit I showed them the first time
With way less music and way worse rhyme
So this my farewall I’m sorry for the fallout
I’m cutting my phone off I bet you niggas call now
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
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