Dirtfloorcracker

Looking for something to prove
 Looking for something to say
 We eat our grits and
 We don't mind sweet in our tea
 All they've ever known their TV taught them
 Mercy for the wise, all they've ever known
 Call me dirtfloorcracka
 But them words just feel me with pride
 You seem so pleasant
 You've got something to say
 But them words you speak deep down
 Loving to irritate, we're not that fooled by ya
 This hard head ya see
 You keep your money coming
 We'll feed ya cheap cornbread and
 Them grits keep flowing baby
 Psy-collard greens and my mama said
 ‽Hey boy listen to what they meanâ€
 All they've ever known their TV taught them
 Mercy for the wise, all they've ever known
 Call me dirtfloorcracka
 But them words just feel me with pride
 We got the soul but you
 Don't want the feeling, ain't right
 We go them moves but you
 Decide to pull it tight, you think you got but it
 It's like the road you say you about to move it 40
 We got the record playing
 All they've ever known their TV taught them
 Mercy for the wise, all they've ever known
 Call me dirtfloorcracka
 But them words just feel me with pride