I'm a fairly intelligent individual That has had the privilege Of learning many things in my life From many good people When someone looks at me And immediately decides what I can do What I know Or what I'm incapable of It instantly becomes my mission To prove them wrong And rub it in their face! One day I stop in to the John Deere store Just to pick up some oil Guy says what I want is not what I need And my blood begins to boil Now he seemed like a nice enough fellow But what he didn't know is That I was doing his job When he was still shittin' yellow Maybe I'm not wearin' a dirty ass hat And maybe I'm not drivin' a dirty ass truck But with my knowledge son You'll quickly run outta luck Profile me Profile me if you dare You may think I dunno what I'm talkin' about But what you think I truly don't care You think you're smarter than me Let's get it on boy It won't take but a minute or two And you'll f***in' see You ever have someone ask you a question And while you're givin' your answer They're lookin' up Down And all around Not listenin' to a word you're sayin' If you didn't wanna know my thought Why the hell did you ask! If you ain't gonna listen I have more important shit to do Than waste my time on your petty task I show up at the range On training day for a class All the young ones there See my wrinkles and grey hair I revel in their surprise When I shoot circles around their ass You lost again man Seems like there's an old sayin' Somethin' 'bout judgin' a book by it's cover Profile me Profile me if you dare You may think I'm old and worn out But what you think After the drills start Will quickly be in doubt You think you're sharper than me Let's get it on boy It won't take but a drill or two And you'll f***in' see Now let's get to the computer people Some fly by night outfit in BFE Has a machine locked down tight But I'm the one That gets the customer call In the middle of the night So I have to call the jack legs to get it unlocked They proceed to talk to me like I'm dumb But the dumbass in the conversation They're the one! Finally get them off the line It's a good thing I can't get my hand thru the phone Or I'd wear out their skull With my dog's favorite cow bone Profile me Profile me if you dare I might speak with a southern draw But that don't mean I use crayons to write on the wall I been doing this job For 30 plus years Take your superior attitude And go cry in your beers Old age and treachery Will win out over youth And inexperience Every f***king time!
