Yelawolf - To Whom It May Concern Lyrics






So I had a phone call with a good friend of mine the other night
And, um, it seems that I’ve created some confusion
He told me straight up, people don’t know you like I do, man
I guess I haven’t said enough, or maybe I’ve said too much, I don’t know
But I don’t wanna leave any stone unturned or no questions about who I am
Or what I represent
So here you go...

I grew up in the deep gutter
Raised by wolves, church steeples, and a single white mother
Taught to be blind to any colour by hippies who been smoking weed since the ‘60s
With Dukes of Hazzard for bed covers
Rock’n’roll, country music, and cocaine
One hand on the Bible and the ouija board in the other
The irony of it all is so thick that a fly would get stuck in the thin air of that dope smoke
Lynyrd Skynyrd and Michael Jackson
Practicing moonwalking with a broomstick in the kitchen, popping and locking
No BET on television, we didn’t have it, we had the rabbits
The 10-4, mason jar on the counter full of bacon oil
Now looking back, talking ‘bout freedom, yeah you were spoiled
Oblivious to the hideous crimes from the insidious minds
That took place right below us on the Southern soil
The blood and the pain left a recoil
The creekwater’s holding secrets
Ghosts of Confederate veterans in the wind
Backwoods are haunted with the death and the sin
Slave ships carried the lost souls
Wicked white men slaughtering angels for a fucking bar code
We buried these wicked ways, the world is still turning
And these motherfuckers with they crosses is still burning
Yeah, I seen ‘em at the courthouse
Not really sure what they’re trying to prove still
Jumped up on mountains they’re still trying to move hills
And their daughters probably listen to Dru Hill
Pussy hotter than blue steel for Dru Hill
So Jesus come take the wheel
No, you steer drunk
The youth here’re punks
The truth here it come
I’ll show you how these country folks pop that trunk
Uh, and my honesty is modest
To tell the whole truth yeah I’ve pondered and I’ve pondered
To be spit at and called a wigger from who you considered a father at 14
‘ll make you wonder, and you wonder
Yeah, that’s hard to hear, ain’t it
But at that very moment my picture got painted
Call it God, call it what you will
But I knew the South was sick still and in need of some changes
So I took it upon myself to adpot all of the outcasts
I took the American and the Confederate flag
Threw it in my back pocket, I even went and got tatts
And carried them like a shield for the shit that once held me back
And these redneck brothers of mine, playin’ that 3.6
In a fucking cornfield, in big trucks with lift kits
Oblivious to the beauty of juxtaposition
They had no idea how special it was to witness
Them in deep Alabama playing Snoop and Group Home
Big Hank and Metallica, I discovered a new zone
And Catfish Billy, a way for me to talk about it
From them on I was questioned and highly doubted by my peers
Who didn’t understand that all these years we’d been the brunt of the jokes
America made it clear that we were backwards, wrong, behind, and segregated
So I decided that Yelawolf would go make it more obvious that we’ve grown
I polished up my tone, I signed to Shady and brought a record deal home
Look mama, no hands, I’m coming up, yeah I’m grown
Respect from the OGs, cosigning my songs
First it was Bun B, then Raekwon, and TIP
Then all of these MCs wanted features from me
But I was a live wire, my tongue was a fuckin’ blade to these critics
Who didn’t get it, the clips from the grenade in my teeth
A little too unique, the market for me was smaller than some thought it would be
Even me so I looked in the mirror
Saw the Jordans, the gold chain, my shirt—Pantera
Rebel flag in my pocket, RED tattooed on my neck
Heart of Dixie across the stomach and it ain’t clicked yet?
Maybe I wore the wrong shoes back to the woods because these suede No. 5s can’t get wet
Maybe it’s something I need to go figure out on my own
So after Radioactive I took my shit back home
Disappeared from the world, became increasingly different
Tuned in every once in a while to see who was spitting
But mainly I was in Nashville getting back to my roots
Explorin’ music with Love Story, I made it my truth
Dropped a single called Til It’s Gone and travelled the globe
I started seeing rebel flags everywhere at my shows
I didn’t think nothing of it, I assumed that they get it
I’m on some New South shit, but I have to admit it
I saw the posts up on Instagram proclaiming I’m racist
And that I’m fucked in the head and I don’t know where my place is
I started taking it personal ‘cause I treat people equal
Homie, I got mixed kids and music is how I feed ‘em
Lo and behold as I’m saying this I discover this evil
White boy went in a church and killed 9 innocent people
Goddamn, hold on, moment of silence
Nine innocent church going people get murdered
There’s not a word I can utter, there’s not a rhyme I can say
There ain’t no fixing that ever, those people brutally slain
And I refuse to see ways to justify all the blame
That motherfucker’s insane
I got so mad at my own image, I took down merch
No explaining it now, it’s only making it worse
This fucking coward, this criminal’s, just a puppet, a mental case
But the truth is the truth, he did it because of race
There’s nothing I can describe, the shame that I felt inside
A white boy with the flag committed this homicide
I tried solo to defend the South, and yes it was my decision
My interviews broke on the internet, you can see my vision
I never thought myself to be like a politician, just a witness to the sickness
The kindling was in the bridge and the bricks that I laid to the road
That I built from the love and the wisdom
I’m trying to find my way
But now I’m feeling imprisoned from the stereotypes
I was prepared for the fight
Hell, I’ll be stereotyped until my burial site
I married a loaded gun when I married this mic
Ain’t playing Russian roulette, ain’t playing ‘round with my life
‘Cause what I cannot lose is the respect that I’ve gained
Friendships I cherish, fuck the money and fame
Black American culture is in the thread of my veins
It’s rock’n’roll till I die, I’m just a rebel in shame
Yes I apologize for me and anybody with that flag
Honestly, any proud Southerner is sad
How do you think I feel when I look at my grandad
Imagining him dead because of that piece of trash
I got nephews, nieces, who need this, peace between this
But media is fiendish
So if you feel like you’re above it or beneath it
Have a logical mind about who your team is
And when you look at me, dawg, don’t look at me like another branch off a tree
Lord, I took this shit and balanced it the best that I could
Try to hold up the wood of America’s old see-saw
But this ain’t Hee Haw with MeMaw
We ain’t on the Cosby Show, are we, bro
Daddy may give a goodnight kiss, but I can promise you this
That you ain’t promised tomorrow
I wish I could go back to the innocence
I remember my friends with no differences
But pigment is relative, isn’t it
Maybe by 2050 we’ll be over it
Big KRIT, I love you homie, keep killin’ shit
You inspired this verse, I got your back and let’s live with this
It is what it is, we cannot fix all this ignorance
Slumerican flags up, it’s over, I’m ending this





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  1. r.... r....

    🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥

  2. C.... S....

    2017 checks out

  3. C.... S....

    April a year ago ..

  4. C.... S....

    Word. 🌄

  5. C.... B....

    SUCH AN EPIC FKN SONG. SO MEANINGFUL. TOUCHES A PLACE IN MY HEART. SLUMERICA

  6. M.... H....

    Ps I like post malone he dont fuck with nobody. You know all you rappers are so tough with words and I'm not hating. Your good. But not want of you are a champ of the cage. Real blows

    M.... H....

    But Know I still like the shit you say

  7. D.... A....

    Slumafia man yelawolf you truly got me into flowing and your so good at crossing genres and making dirty south fresh again

  8. B.... Z....

    Yela...never follow them trends. So raw....

  9. N.... J....

    🔥🔥🔥🤟🤟🔥🔥🔥🔥

  10. J.... L....

    Yelawolf is for me the most underrated rapper in the industry!!! Just let you know that we fucking love you ( not me and my imaginary friend/s) but all of us your Fans!!!

  11. L.... ....

    Can you put this on spotify

  12. B.... S....

    I can't believe that 1. I am just hearing this and 2. How relevant lyrics defining life and the struggles one person may be going through that are so versatile that they apply to each and everyone going through something at home, school, or work. Godbless Yelawolf, true innovator

  13. R.... D....

    Blessed lyrically food to my soul flows so cold records made of gold. Props to yela

  14. s.... ....

    Kid rock has a Dixie flag and he's from the Midwest 🤣🤣🤣

  15. J.... F....

    Almost 2020 and still rocking it.
    🤘😈🤘 on that new south shit

  16. J.... C....

    Bitch boy ..put down my southern Cross cause sum fabercated bullshit...got on ther train ...g.train gone now...wat now bitch

  17. T.... d....

    One of my favorites probably forever 🥃

  18. D.... B....

    You are a voice for many like me white kid best mates mix races broken home single mum drugs bikes clubs fights music country life ruff life hip hop trying to keep spirits up for my self and mates that had it more fucked then me growing up seeing 1st hand much bad shit and still pushing on thanks yella

  19. L.... F....

    I just ♥️ yela!!!

  20. C.... M....

    You're friends should have known you better, they should never change how, or who the fuck you are. You are who you are.....

  21. T.... C....

    He's amazing

  22. B.... C....

    Big ups yella

  23. M.... M....

    Top 5 best yelawolf I'd but it at 3.

  24. G.... M....

    Yelawofs a native , never went nowhere if he wasnt

  25. B.... ....

    Lyricist 🧡👌

  26. B.... B....

    You don’t gotta apologize for something you had nothin to do with that’s wats wrong with this country right now live ur own life and everyone should take responsibility for their own actions and do the right thing urself and things will be fine the us is goin backwards switching racism from black to white n it’s fuckin rediculous

  27. G.... R....

    People are getting it, man. The wheels turn slow for those who are ahead of their time.

  28. B.... N....

    Who's still listening Thanksgiving 2019

    B.... N....

    2020 and beyond SLUMERICAN

  29. D.... B....

    Really like this hey

  30. H.... D....

    This is exactly how i grew up its unreal. Western north Carolina the Appalachian mountains are the same way cuz

  31. w.... S....

    Let’s just go in, go straight in brother
    This one’s exclusiveI came with words of a broken man, working a hopeless plan
    Although the plan was hopeless, work it, I know we can
    They gave the underdog the upper hand
    I wish you had a brain so you could understand
    How desperate does somebody have to be for you to love ‘em?
    Since when has anyone got anywhere from doing nothing?
    The say just look how much you have done in one year
    Had to go back to where I came from, I’ve come hereI’ve only got one fear and it’s God, They must be hearing me wrong; they’ve got their hair in a knot
    Can you hear me or not? Yo I nearly forgot
    I’ve been wearing this same top for like eight days on the trot
    They say ‘wait up’ these days I don’t wait for the clock
    ‘Cos I got on my skates, it’s a race to the top
    I got accustomed to the fast life and I bark like a dog
    Because I think I was one in my past life
    Just signed my first deal but it won’t be the last time
    Put fire in the booth then I put fire in the house
    Ask Richard from Hard-Fi, I live this, I can’t lie
    Last time I was here you almost heard my heart cry
    I’m like a bird that can’t fly
    Is this the price you pay for a hard life?
    I wouldn’t buy your chain for half price
    I could turn your brightest day into a dark night
    At this stage of my career it’s clear I can’t die
    And here’s the reason why I can’t fall; I’m leading by example
    Living proof in the booth, on the stage
    Interviews; nothing new. Friends; only trust a few
    Still down with the same pals ‘cos only some are true
    But the rest just come and go, some are holding up the queue
    Can’t expect you all to care because the world shares different views
    All I do is bark, big zoot, bars
    Still wipe the window with the instros and blast
    Still asking why I get the info last
    ‘Cos when I get close, something gets broke; Glass
    Shit don’t last, it’s no bar, Yeah it’s no myth, how’d I get so far?
    It happened so quick, guess man just won’t quit
    Nah, Kelsie what happened to her?
    Same time, my brother Habib what happened to him?
    Like so many others trapped in that pen
    If you’re listening just know I got your back ‘til the end
    Stay in control of yourself; we all say we’re going through hell
    But at least you ain’t alone in that cell
    Stuck in a situation where no one can help
    Counting down those precious seconds in your mind as regret
    Brother just use them precious seconds as your time to reflect
    That goes for all my young offenders living life in the ends
    I think God went wrong and put a mind in our chest
    And our hearts inside of our heads
    Is there light at the end of this tunnel we’re in
    Where everybody struggles to live
    Pakistan’s an ocean, bodies in the brown water floating
    Everybody forgets as Syria falls apart
    We watch the problems regress (yo!) when will it end?
    (Ay yo!) Sloth, drop that bomb sound effect on the press
    If I could take it all back would I have said what I said?
    Yeah man, I’d have said it again
    You’re the ones who represent until there ain’t nothing left
    Once again, if they want to they can censor it
    But these are your beliefs so I can see why you’re so sensitive
    Forget that ‘Beemer’ Benz or Bentley shit, we collecting benefits
    See that chain around your neck?
    I’ll strangle you to death with it
    I’m a terrorist, who won’t speak to police intelligence
    Blow up the whole scene won’t leave no evidence
    My mix-tape was free; tell me how the hell I’m selling it
    Sell it to appeal to the women?
    I’ve been real; they just feel how I’m spitting
    Still got bare dirty dishes and bills in the kitchen
    Life’s real for the women, still our children are in it
    It’s an evil world we live in, the time is nigh
    Any innocent child is a child of mine
    We stand under one sun, no man is divine
    What gives you the right to kill a man and his wife?
    You hear the bombs drop; we see the ash in the sky
    This is what happens when the planets collide
    It’s got my thinking about my life like
    I don’t want die without saying goodbye (yo!)
    They’ll wonder why I’m saying this twice
    ‘Cos life has made me mad, the old me left and he ain’t been back
    Said I’d rather get jumped by eighteen man
    Next month I’m a poor Mum’s baby’s Dad
    And that right there was my worst nightmare
    Now that you’re alive, Elijah I’m right here
    And I’ll be in your corner when it’s time to fight fear
    When you arrived I cried tears
    Feels like you’ve been alive for light years
    I’m trying to provide with the one thing I can do in this life
    So before I finish up this for my avid listener
    To my own art I’ve become a prisoner
    ‘Cos some music, we make for ourselves
    But this music dawg is straight to the shelves
    And my team gonna stack ‘P’ ‘til it hits the ceiling
    Travel the world; give it back to the kids that need it
    We’re all about actions, what good is speaking?
    Still Mic, still Righteous, still spit with meaning
    We saw the U.K. flying so we jumped on board
    Real recognise real, the love is pure

  32. w.... S....

    Let me come back, let me talk to them, let me tell them something

    It’s kind of hard being Righteous
    Especially when you come from a community as deprived as mine is
    And you put your trust in a government
    Who are too busy fighting to come and guide you
    Put you in a vicious cycle, push you to one side
    And you sit there in silence in the pit of society
    Where we’re fighting amongst each other and die violently
    I sit there and think how righteous I would be if I let that slide
    I write for the people that got left behind, yeah
    I said I ride for the people, alright
    I said I ride for the people that get left behind
    I write for the people, I ride for the people that get le

  33. w.... S....

    Listen… yo
    We trying to find somebody
    Look in my eyes; you’ll see I’m somebody
    Inside one’s body, you’re somebody
    I’m seeing drug abusers in the A&E lobby
    Could have been somebody, should have seen one’s body
    Looking sorry like I just want to love somebody
    Want to see, want to touch, want to hug somebody
    Put the drugs down, be around somebody
    But all I see is sorrow so I down some voddy
    And we walk around with a pocket full of pound signs
    Ignore that beggar outside the offy
    Got to smell some coffee, got to help somebody
    See a young girl go and sell one’s body
    And we ain’t got the heart to go and tell somebody
    It take doesn’t a real man to kill somebody
    It takes a man of his word to heal somebody
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    Yeah, when the economy collapses
    And the world stops spinning on its axis
    We’re being dragged through hell backwards
    Mother Nature can’t take the weight the population inflates
    Global Warming’s still a threat we ignore cos we ain’t stressed
    There’s a war going on outside your doorstep
    I wish these politicians would talk less
    All we have is each other in the end
    Keep in contact with your brothers and your friends
    How can we praise a man’s death?
    Put in on the front page of every paper
    They’re playing with our heads
    I feel something coming in the wind
    Just look at all the trouble that we’re in
    This music thing was god’s gift
    It’s only right that you get what you give

    So what comes after the storm?
    If the calm is before it
    Stuck in the dark of the night
    But just left scars in the morning
    In the heart of the riots, I admire your defiance
    But nah, I can’t supportive
    The roads are on fire, the police are on horses
    We’ve live or let die, these are our choices
    For the people in Hackney, Ealing, people in Croydon
    Birmingham, buildings we’re burning ‘em
    People destroy them, the speaking is pointless
    I feel like silence is best as the riots spread like fire inside the heads
    Of the youth who are looking through eyes of men
    Without guidance in a violent environment
    And when the bubble boils and it finally bursts
    Find the right target before you fire first
    Say goodbye to the shops where you buy your burn
    It’s your own community that the fire burnt
    I said I feel for the man that lost his life’s work
    Everything he ever had just turned to ash
    Mum was in her flat, lying on the couch
    Little did she know that there’s a fire in her house now
    Picture me when nothing is left
    Picture this; the final letter, no light at the end
    Now screw that piece of paper up, write that again
    We all lie and pretend, it’s only right we confess
    I try my best, I write to express, get it off my chest
    Does that mean I’m weaker than the rest?
    My blood gets pumped from my heart to the ink that’s in my pen
    From my pen it gets to projected to the speaker to your head

    Don’t think I’m a leader, believe me I’m not anybody
    I’m just Rocky. I’m sorry
    Sorry I ain’t strong enough either
    Sorry for leading you on
    Sorry for leaving my son
    Sorry for leaving before I even made peace with my Mum
    Trying to be right just left me in the wrong
    Sorry for saying sorry so much in this song
    But the same bold capital pops up in my head
    I AIN’T SORRY FOR NOTHING, WAS IT SOMETHING I SAID? I SAID?
    I AIN’T SORRY FOR NOTHING

  34. w.... S....

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QsLPsRfav6Q

  35. B.... l....

    Catfish Billy is the single most underrated artist in the game. Everyone has been sleepin on him and now the giant will not let you rest! Masked up black truck 10 deep no sleep robbin the house on the hillllll!

  36. J.... F....

    Any way we can get this on an album? Even if it's just a solo..

  37. B.... N....

    How is this not on Spotify!

  38. C.... G....

    Cant wait till you come to omaha! Ghetto cowboy killed it keep being you shit is memorizing love it every style you bring fire up top!

  39. L.... B....

    this song makes me feel goosebumps

  40. N.... ....

    Probably the most powerful Yela's song ever! #Slumerican

  41. t.... b....

    Was he saying he will no longer fly the rebel flag?

  42. J.... B....

    Smoke neck tech 99

  43. P.... N....

    I've loved you for a while now Yelawolf but I think this might be my favorite s far..... Somehow I missed it... so glad you bless me with it and I finally found it

  44. t.... ....

    HO LY SHIT!
    Why did it take 4 years for Youtube to recommend this...

  45. J.... R....

    What a fucking jam!

  46. S.... G....

    Love him!!

  47. T.... d....

    home it needs work for sure. Still Alabama city the mill village is my home

    T.... d....

    Walnut Park is in bad shape these days

  48. j.... M....

    I need more new yelawolf material 😩😩😩

  49. S.... ....

    Preach that Southside rebel shit brother!

  50. C.... ....

    This song is flawless. Why are there 1.3k dislikes??!

    C.... ....

    Cantusaurus Some people are just retarded😂

  51. A.... W....

    You should be reppin for white people instead of saying our entire history is shameful. Look at any other culture objectively and tell me whitey ain't the freshest shit this world has ever seen. Much love.

  52. A.... G....

    Ghetto cowboy 🔥

  53. M.... ....

    I take my drink up and sip it, take my hat off and tip it, Slumerican!

  54. L.... C....

    Nice bro

  55. S.... C....

    All love. No hate. Rebel flag till I die. Fuck a Dylan Roof.

  56. i.... ....

    How come this song never released on digital platforms?

  57. R.... R....

    J adore ...cette chanson ! ✌💞

  58. r.... s....

    NOV 14
    Thu • 7:00pm
    House of Blues Cleveland presented by Cricket Wireless - Cleveland, OH
    YELAWOLF Presents The GhettoCowboy Tour

  59. C.... G....

    🤯 natural born killer just give him a beat! Game over!

  60. b.... 4....

    Real fucking legend by god

  61. E.... 1....

    Advertisements in the middle of songs now... way to ruin music youtube.

  62. j.... j....

    HELP/ ⚡⚡⚡⚡

  63. G.... W....

    The Confederate flag isn't hate it's heritage good or bad it a part of us all black and white people ......can't move forward if people looking back all the time .......heritage NOT hate remember that

  64. J.... F....

    So fire ! Straight from the soul

  65. b.... m....

    Truth. the leftist filth will never understand it.

  66. O.... M....

    F U C K
    T H I S
    S H I T

    O.... M....

    How come? No disrespect just curiosity.

  67. R.... M....

    I have always said..
    Eminem #1
    Yelawolf #1 right next to him

    R.... M....

    Yela is Ems son.

  68. J.... N....

    Thanks Adam, its a Good Song IF Peaple Understand 🖕🏼😉🤘🏼😎👍🏼

  69. C.... ....

    More people need to hear this... especially the ones shooting people because of race.

  70. H.... M....

    What lyrical masterpiece 👌👌👌

  71. D.... S....

    True poet slum.... thank u

  72. B.... ....

    underrated. stop mgk hate tho. you guys ARE BOYS. allg tho. be well. amen.

  73. s.... C....

    👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊killed it

  74. t.... b....

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  75. t.... b....

    Dustin did drink soh Deb jcjucu fc doc today for GG to x y lvi sh n do at g go to o ok d my cu😪

  76. G.... W....

    Only a few people in this country can relate to this I feel I'm one of them poor boy from South Carolina .....nobody gonna give it to you gotta work and earn that shit. fuck anyone who don't agree

  77. M.... ....

    Ahh Shit! Damn. Me and mine will be at The Filmore on 11-15 in Detroit homie! Slumerican Fam representin!

  78. D.... S....

    I hope yelawolf u do this trak feat eminem..😎

  79. K.... M....

    Love this song, M, nicely put

  80. b.... m....

    The bond is beyond chemical, it's molecular with particles entwined...

  81. S.... ....

    I'll show you how them country folks pop that trunk

  82. T.... C....

    Still my favorite track for sure. Love this shit

  83. G.... ....

    I'm just saying, yela is so far above the damn radar, people can't even see him

  84. D.... B....

    Yela! Please put this on Spotify too, so that I can listen the shit out of it while training!

  85. l.... ....

    You the king yela🤩

  86. C.... M....

    My Confederate/2A flag flies in my house, all are welcome to come eat here.

  87. T.... R....

    Got lots of talent but can't root for him cause he's a bama boy.

  88. O.... P....

    Heres to the lone wolf... Yelawolf 2019

    O.... P....

    All hail yelawolf catfish billy

  89. Q.... P....

    Match another 8 min beat and I’ll wait

  90. T.... B....

    METALLICA 🤘🤜🤛

  91. J.... S....

    *SLUMERICA* THE MOVEMENT IS NOW AND THE FUTURE !!! I KNOW I WANNA BE APART OF IT AND YELA KEEP DOING YOUR THING BROTHER. AND I KNOW YOU KNOW/MET MY LIL BRO MATT AN I HOPE TO MEET YOU ONE DAY TOO .... NEW SOUTH..... SLUM FLAGS UP HIGH....

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    Almost cried the first time I heard this shit!!! Pure fire!!!

  93. O.... R....

    F******G Masterpiece -_-

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    Anybody that dont like this... dont like the truth.. have fun in fairyland! Thank you yela!!

  95. A.... C....

    You democrate and illegal terrorist are the slum scum to all in America and on earth !!!! There is no reason to include the word America in your insulting word slumarica , scumbags of the earth, THERE IS NOTHING AMERICAN ABOUT ANY ONE OF YOU NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU INSULT, CRY , RAPE, MURDER, WAVE THE AMERICAN FLAG AROUND , ILLEGALLY INCREASE YOUR FRAUDULENT ILLEGAL PAPERWORK AROUND, FROM TERRORIST IMMIGRATION OR THE BLACK MARKET. WEAR AMERICAN FLAG SHIRTS, SCREAM ETC ETC ETC !!!!!!!!! GET THE FU-K OUT !!!!!!!!!!!! and take this friendless fraud yekawolf with you. He is NO AMERICAN OR CHRISTIAN. THATS CLEAR FOR ALL TO SEE. !!!!!! YOU DEMONICALLY JEALOUS OF JEALOUS OF JEALOUS OF JEALOUS DEMONS !!!!

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    Trigger by immigrants? Well they will take your whole communities jobs because they are min wage. The song is about tolerance and bringing people together through simi0in humanity, you should listen. CAPS EQUALS TRIGGERED/CRAZY.

    A.... C....

    I bet it's hard to get your point across when everyone's staring at your potbelly.