I'm here drinking in my grandpa's garage jamming out to this tone .. yesterday I heard the news I would never see you again grandpa .. I miss you and love you very much .. Rip Glenn Massingill Army veteran .. you are my hero grandpa your loving grandson Nikko Massingill
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin',
Chasin' down a hoodoo there...
I'm afraid America's vacant alleyways and lost corridors of wonder are becoming scarce...the vast wide open is ever narrowing and the freedom we hold so dear is ever dwindling...let us forever find solace in these hallowed tunes...pray for us sinners of the future, as we, your forebearers prayed for you...our children.
Sweet chocolate baby Jesus this is my jam! I'm from Europe, never been to America but I swear when this song starts to play I feel like I'm drinking bootleg whiskey on a hot and humid summer night, somewhere deep in the swamp, I'm on this wild outdoors party under the moonlight, surrounded by reeds, and the atmosphere is getting more and more strange.
These mf not even from Louisiana and they know what to play to be hype there. Original gangsta all the way. And yeah I'm from the bayou mfs. Louisiana all the way.