Whiskey Preachin' MF

Whiskey preachin' motherfucker, slowly sipping on the booze
 Lord I know what I am after, but times like these I've got the blues
 I'll make it up to myself for all the shit I suffered
 Cuz I'm tired baby, I don't wanna roam
 Read my lips and listen to my laughter
 Now I'm riding my ass home
 Whiskey preachin' motherfucker, slowly blowin' rings of smoke
 Lord I know what I am after, but my sermon is a joke
 Whiskey preachin' motherfucker, flip the roll-up in my mouth
 Staring back at my reflection, wonder why it all went south
 I've got the warm sweet taste of diesel down my wind-pipe
 Drinkin' it up, it makes my engine roar
 Say what you will, but baby make it quick now
 I'm riding my ass home
 Yeah, I'm riding my ass back home
 I'm riding back
 Let them good times roll...