This Town (Aint Nothing Much)

This town ain't nothing much But some racist fishermen Farmers and their sons and daughters The teens have loud-ass trucks And the kids, they're giving up Everyone is giving up Cause we like to talk They do a lot of talking Surrounded by thinkers and hearers What the f*ck are we doing after all This town ain't nothing much But some racist fishermen Farmers and their sons and daughters The teens have loud-ass trucks And the kids, they're giving up Everyone is giving up Cause we like to talk They do a lot of talking Surrounded by thinkers and hearers What the f*ck are we doing after all This town ain't nothing much But a whole lot of saying, thinking, hearing, wanting, wishing What the f*ck are we doing after all So you can go and f*ck around in his rusted lifted pickup Good luck at your Ivy Posting open cans on your IG Used to be links, bet you forgot me I'm leaving threads of the past me, f*ck that I'm weaving threads of the past me When I'm going, don't ask me where It was your wear and tear that drove me