Bubba

We're all ants all on the march

We feel like we're so damn important

I've watched birth and death and curses

Put on those that's undeserving

My head is always falling off my shoulders

I live on the floor

My head is always falling off my shoulders

I live on the floor

We're all ants all on the march

We feel like we're so damn important

I've watched birth and death and curses

Put on those that's undeserving

My head is always falling off my shoulders

I live on the floor

I feel like Bubba Gump, Gump

Boy, I ain't running from nothin'

I'm in the jungle in camo (Camo)

(Who's coming to find me?)

I'm on the wrong side of the plane

I'm not gon' jump out

I'm the sunshine out the cave, okay

Bubba fished another day, okay

Here's the sunrise

We're all ants all on the march

We feel like we're so damn important

I've watched birth and death and curses

Put on those that's undeserving

My head is always falling off my shoulders

I live on the floor

The sky is always watching

Everybody act like they're alone