Drinkin' Problem (feat. Denny a.k.A "Steaknife")

I got a drinkin' problem, man

One mouth and two hands

And a empty can

I ain't got no loot, yeah, loot, yeah

I'm feelin' that funny feelin' again within

Walkin' me to the kitchen for that early morning gin

Drinkin' in till my thoughts, they become clear

Dress my naked ear and head the fuck up outta here

Fightin' traffic, the hot sun be causin' havoc

Ass stuck to the seat, window cracked, can't see past it

The liquor store, I just passed it, lookin' back

I gotta turn around, I can't stop thinkin' exactly that

U-turn, the past I leave behind

For the ill bumpin' too, bustin' six-by-nines

And I feel this day do be a  good one of plenty

Even if I'm thirsty and my pockets are empty

I got a drinkin' problem, man

One mouth and two hands

And a empty can

And I got no loot, yeah, loot, yeah

And y'all don't understand

I'm just a simple man

Doing the best I can

Without no loot, yeah, loot, yeah

Come from a long line of alcoholics

Livin' from toilet to toilet, you call it

I'm callin' hotlines, swervin' all over yellow lines

Drinkin' moonshine, damn, was that a stop sign?

I ain't doing good, but I'll be fine

Man, who has that cheap wine?

Drunk since nine, guzzling Boone's Farm

Tryna stop my shakin' arm, I'm here to stumble the earth

And forewarn, seven weeks since I had a shower

I blackout like you pulled the plug on Georgia Power

Southern Discomfort, baby, seein' pink elephants on down the freeway

The proof on the bottle one-eighty, run outta loot, yeah

And I won't survive if you won't let me borrow another five

I'ma do it anyway if I'm alive

I got a drinkin' problem, man

One mouth and two hands

And a empty can

I ain't got no loot, yeah, loot, yeah

And y'all don't understand

I'm just a simple man

Doing the best I can

Without no loot, yeah, loot, yeah

I spent my last money on a Pabst Blue Ribbon

I be gulpin', never sippin' 'cause I have to

Booted out the crib, and that's cool long as I have brew

Face flush, stare at a lush, I might bust you in the gum

I got a problemo, my life's too up-tempo

But, yo, I'm just a simple man whose mind is crippled, man

It all started at a party and

I was only fifteen, now I can kill a fifth of Bacardi and

I drink and pass out, wake up assed out and start again

I been to AA, but, hey-hey, give me the bottle

Them twelve steppers actin' like they never took a swallow

I got a drinkin' problem, man

One mouth and two hands

And a empty can

I ain't got no loot, yeah, loot, yeah

And y'all don't understand

I'm just a simple man

Doing the best I can

Without no loot, yeah, loot, yeah

I got a drinkin' problem, man

One mouth and two hands

And a empty can

I got no loot, yeah, loot, yeah

I got a drinkin' problem, man

One mouth and two hands

And a empty can

I got no loot, yeah, loot, yeah

I'm doing the best I can

I'm a simple man

Empty can

No loot, yeah