[Verse 1] I'm a problem child Not a bastard child They circled my name on a calendar Then let the bottle decide Planned accident Living in this beautiful mess Kicking through crushed cans in the backyard Laughing just to handle the stress [Chorus] I'm an east side Down south White trash juggalo Hat turned low Heart too loud Yeah that's how it goes Gonna drink a little beer Gonna smoke a little smoke Wish the ones talking slick on my name would choke I'ma be comfortable in this skin This hurt Gotta learn to love me first Before I can say I'm who I am ’Til I find me Man Fuck you Mister Sam was planned I was broken I was loved I was token I'm a walking Talking warning sign But I'm still mine I'm still mine (yeah) [Chorus] I'm an east side Down south White trash juggalo Raised on food stamps Raised on “figure it out on your own” Gonna drink a little beer Gonna smoke a little smoke Turn my pain into a prayer every time I choke I'ma be comfortable in this skin This hurt Gotta learn to love me first Before I can say I'm who I am ’Til I find me Man Fuck you Mister Sam I Am
