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