[INTRO:]   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 some of these numerals don’t fit in ya’lls equation   If your opinions coincide with that you oughta 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 ma’ama played in public housin’ in Alabama   But she had a diff’rent 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   Man made me drink the blood, and showed me life was precious   The muddy road from nowhere to somewhere is my direction      [Chorus]   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 lil’ 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 told it   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 sno 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      [Chorus]      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 from the papers and 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 need 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 improvement proves an aching ailment   Cause nothing they can tell me will get me somewhere in a hurry   If I’m nowhere, then that nowhere will leave me no more need to worry