Let Your Momma Know

Let your mamma know I've got a PHD in cheap hotels and taco
 bells,
and how the hell we're gonna get from here all the way to 
there with only 23 hours to go.
Tell your brothers and you sisters too, I've got a master's
 in philosophy.
I'm on a soapbox in the parking lot of a truck stop
and I won't stop popping at the mouth 'til the cows come 
home.
Live like there's no tomorrow. And when tomorrow comes, 
we're gonna do it all over again.
Tell your friends I've written books on ends about how 
girls like you don't like boys like me.
Even though my voice might crack... let em know, gotta let 
em know...
I still crack skulls and break backs so, tell your sons,
rule 1: "Don't write checks with your mouth that your ass 
can't cash."
Live like there's no tomorrow... and we'll do it all over 
again.