Farm Life (feat. Yops Z)

Every day, I wake up in my truck, I drive through some puddles and grass in the muck Each morning, rolling through the barn, I look for some eggs and seeds for my farm In the afternoon, I herd my cattle, wrestle with my meat like it's a battle In the evening, I watch for some deer, bonus points if you make them disappear We don't even need to go to the shooting range to practice All we want is to keep our land and to have some lower taxes I can wake up early every morning, drink ten beers and advocate for federal reform yeehaw Monday, I'm working at the farm. Tuesday, I'm cleaning up the barn Wednesday, I'm searching for my dog. Thursday, I'm swimming in the bog Friday, I'm going to the bank to commit tax fraud as a funny prank Saturday, I'm resting. Sunday, I give it to the Lord