poems of the past

E lee is god

(verse1)
Rebel flag on his hood
Bright lights on my rear
See my spiked up hair
And calls me a queer

You take your lifted truck
And speed around each turn
If you don't see him coming
You'll smell his Diesel burn

(Chorus)
Believes the facade
That's just kinda odd
When you grew up thinking
E lee is god

(Verse2)
Dukes of hazzard on TV
Is how he wants to be
Tobacco in his lip
Makes him smell like shit

Supports blue lives matter
Doesn't see what's wrong
Gets pissed off when he
Hears me blast this song

(Chorus)
Believes the facade
That's just kinda odd
When you grew up thinking
E lee is god

(Verse 3)
Believes in unity
As long as your white
Waves his flag proud
And burns crosses at night

From blythewood to Swansea
And all in the south
I invite you to come
So we can (shut your mouth)

(Final chorus)
Believes the facade
That's just kinda odd
When you grew up thinking
E lee is god