Searching for reality
Waiting on a pound of sweet leaf
Got my teeth knocked out by a bandido
Them f*cking bikers hate my soul
I ain't your bitch
I ain't your bitch
I'll be the bitch that digs your ditch
Got ran of the road on 1488
Wannabe cowboys in fat trucks trying to hate
Made him pull to the side of Old Hockley
He drew his gun, I drew my machete
Because I ain't you bitch
I ain't bitch
But i'll be the bitch that digs your ditch
Because I ain't you bitch
I ain't bitch
But i'll be the bitch that digs your ditch