The Whole Sleeve

Nothing matters except looking right
Has no bearing when you know its trite
My friends well we all look the same
Listen to the same shit, play the dress up game
You can see us acting in the bar
Loud as fuck you won't have to look to far
Last few years are just a blur
City living, racial slurs

Go ahead and give me
The whole sleeve
Tat my neck up before
Before I leave
It's a one up battle
With my friends
Or at least until the
The next new trend

I like looking like white trash
Try to portray that with my mustache
Coveralls in a city bar
But the burbs I'm from they ain't too far
So you know I'm the realest of the real
The full sleeve tat it closed the fucking deal
Last few years are just a blur
City living, racial slurs



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Pointer
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