Mama lit the fuse(response to The Outlaw Saint Daddy was a pistol)

[Verse 1] I come from a nowhere map dot Where the dust cuts like a round Daddy’s name still shakes this county Every story gets passed around He’d drink all night, stir up a fight Come home with a bloody nose But Mama wiped off all that chaos With knuckles tough as old road stone... [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But Mama lit the fuse Never backed away from a fight Ain’t ever learned how to lose I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble chases everything I do Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But Mama taught me how to shoot... [Verse 2] Sit down on any town barstool Every bartender knows my face ‘Fore they even pour that first whiskey They all say, “You’re your momma’s grace” Sheriff winks and tips his hat "Girl, you’re wild just like them all" Grandma’s ghost is at my shoulder Hear her say, “Stand ten feet tall”... [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But Mama lit the fuse Never backed away from a fight Ain’t ever learned how to lose I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble chases everything I do Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But Mama taught me how to shoot... [Bridge] Some folks might leave money Some pass down the family home Mine left scars and stories From a line of fire-blooded thrones They said, “Go run get your brothers When a man comes swingin’ strong” We said, “Hell no, we’ll run through it” Women standin’ where we belong… [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But Mama lit the fuse Never backed away from a fight Ain’t ever learned how to lose I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble chases everything I do Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But Mama taught me how to shoot... [Country Trap Rap Outro] Every town’s got some bad men Who think they run the room Mama wrote the rules Grandma brought the boom They lit the match I turned it to flame I’m the third verse Of a hard last name Boots still muddy Hands scarred raw I’m that line You don’t dare cross They said, "Call your brother When a man comes for your pride" I said, "Hell no, I’m my mother’s daughter I’ll meet him right outside" He swung first, I swung harder Left him beggin’ in the street Brother laughed his ass off smirkin’ "You got dropped by a queen so mean" Call it legend Call it legacy Call it what you want It’s just blood in me [Music Drops[Full Band Impact] You’ll remember these women When all’s said and done Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But Mama made the gun