Half of My Last Name

Mama never sang me no lullabies
She said child you'll work til the day that you die
Oh Lord, I think she was right
I get up for work with the sunrise
And I never seem to punch out at five
Oh Lord, I'm just trying to survive

Busting my ass so they can't throw dirt on my name
But they do it anyway

Cause I'm the son of a son a God fearing man
Sweat on his brow, calloused hands
I come from a long line you wouldn't understand
'Less you're in the band and you ain't
So get off your high horse
Stay in your lane
You don't know the half of my last name

I say kids these days when i'm one of 'em myself
Still had a smile walking miles through hell
Oh mom, I guess you were right

I'm the dumbest smart kid that you'll ever know
But nothing I do is ever for show
And oh woah ain't that how it should be

Busting my ass so they can't throw dirt on my name
But they do it anyway

Cause I'm the son of a son a God fearing man
Sweat on his brow, calloused hands
I come from a long line you wouldn't understand
'Less you're in the band and you ain't
So get off your high horse
Stay in your lane
You don't know the half of my last name

And I can't blame it all on my mama
She inherited this name too
So then I turn and look to my father
And see his shitty ol' boots

Cause he's the son of a son of a hardworking man
Sweat on his brow, calloused hands
He comes from a long line you wouldn't understand
'Less you're in the band and you ain't
So get off your high horse
Stay in your lane
You don't know the half of my last name