Master P - The Farm

[Master P Talking]
You know what?
I mean, society treat me like I'm a insect
I'm out here hustlin' tryna get mine, but imagine
where I'm from? You know what I'm sayin?
Mama wasn't there, Papa wasn't there, I had to get out
there and get it how I live. ya heard me?
Ha Ha

[chorus 4x]
Mama gone, Daddy wasn't home
Collard greens and grits, we was slangin on the farm

[Master P]
We live that thug life, I mean that drug life
Cop somethin, flip it whodi, I mean I'm alright
I got my own paper, I learned to shake a hater
I'm high tech, got computers in the navigator