When I get down
  I give what go around
  And when I cough
  I do my best to cut it off
  I don't claim to be a preacher
  Not paid to be a teacher
  But I'm grown
  I try to be a leader to the bone
  Never could follow a man
  Wit' a bottle
  He's a baby wit' a beard
  Not a feared role model
  And they ask me where I got it
  I get it from my pops
  Wit' a man in the house
  All the bullshit stops
  Then I sing a song
  About what the hell is goin' wrong
  You never know
  If you only trust the TV and the radio
  These days
  You can't see who's in cahoots
  'Cause now the KKK
  Wears three-piece suits
  It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all
  In fact you know it's like that y'all