Eat It Up

Eat it up beat it up rip it up jack it up rack it up lace it up in the downtown home town wearing the crown in my own town keep that frown upside down jump around town looking a lil round like a round hay bale jumping around the ring singing that old country town sound jump around hound town howling over all the town sound loud but never found 2 feet on 4 feet on the hard cold icy ground until my icy voice is found times are getting icy cold old times are old ticking and talking old keep a watch bound it tick talks walk the talk if you tick the talk talk the walk you got to walk on the sidewalk if you got the chalk on lock brain rot being taught ought to be brought out of thought they thought it all out it's all about control of the thoughts rolling out of control bunch of tools looking like spark plugs on the rug better spark that fire on the rug we ain't on drugs we just on that ugga dugga energy got the air in the tool to remove lug nuts on the rug rats no tats on the cats that attack just mad at me for no reaction y'all just a bunch of redactions looking for reactions looking for attention but don't understand the laws of attraction you can't attract attention if you ain't got no suspension gonna be a bumpy road with a load of tension on the suspension repetition in this competition ain't got any retention in they brain crying making it rain.