Nowhere

Listen, first, you must travel, a long, desolate road

This road that you shall travel, will seem like nowhere.

That nowhere, will turn into somewhere

Keep your head up Bubba, don’t let nobody get you down,

Cause that road you travel will turn around

I’ve accepted every challenge, and risen to all occasions

A country boy that got 'em shook like Randy Moss and Jason

Perhaps all Bubba's numerals don’t fit in you all's equation

If your opinions coincide with that you ought to save ‘em

Lookin’ for the greatest Southern rapper, fuck it period

Negative spirits they only keeping down a myriad

Of Satan’s substances, and my systems’ still my wisdom

It never once compromised that between God and I

Never once forgotten my manners

'cause my mama played in public housin’ in Alabama

But she had a different plan for me, russ and ginger

Thank the lord for Jimmy Mathis, pops he must remember us

Are you really down when those other clowns disappear

Taught me how to set the scope, shoot and leave with the deer

Then made me drink the blood, to show me life was precious

The muddy road from nowhere to somewhere is my direction

I know what it’s like to be nowhere

I know what it’s like

I know what it’s like to be nowhere

I know what it’s like

Can you relate to five kids, six fish sticks on the plate

All writin’ to Santa Claus, I guess he got the list too late

Or to catch the fish you bait the hook with little’ Dylan’s poo-poo

On Mr. Allen’s property, he catch you, he will shoot you

Let these cats amuse you with comical depictions

But where I’m from being broke is no honorable affliction

Love some Jimmy Carter, but we never even voted

But slum is still slum, so you best believe we toted

Every fire arm from AK’s to 30-30’s

And from live watch to live stock they pays the early birdy

Thus we worked the land like you worked the block with yayo

But I choose keys over cattle cause the profits way more

But I might get locked away though peddling the snow cones

So we keep it simplified with acres of that homegrown

It’s the finest shine that you can find on this side of Memphis

From east nowhere to west somewhere still the grind is endless

It all comes down to this, one last chance to advance

Beyond the second round of the big dance, all my plans

Of being viewed as something special, more than just the other one

We’ll vanish in the vapors of the plague the South has suffered from

The world’s weight plus a ton, restin’ on my shoulders

But what’s attractive, to ease my nerve, is blessed to the beholder

Cause Eminem’s incredible, but did I really have to say this

For ya’ll to leave my soul at rest and add me to your playlist

But this time I may just, leap and clear that hurdle man

Cause there’s gonna be a million more, who knows if they’ll be worth a damn

Bubba K, I surely am, with that silky kinda sound

Carson Daily host it out, I’ll be early for this time around

Cause I’ve come to far for my own mistakes to quell me

Cause looking back at self-inflicted wounds that ache and ail me

Cause nothing they can tell me get me somewhere in a hurry

If I’m nowhere, then that nowhere will leave me no more need to worry