Breed from hell

I came up outta Tyler where the pine roots grip the ground,

Where the summers burn your shadow and the storms don’t mess around.

Life hit me like a freight train rollin’ out of Jacksonville,

But I kept my boots under me — stubborn heart, iron will.

I took that long road northbound, dust trailing off my past,

Through the red clay and the heartbreak, through the winds that cut like glass.

From Tyler to Wichita Falls, I learned to rise when I land,

Even when I’m struggling, I’m still standing — still a man.

East Texas taught me fire, North Texas taught me steel,

Put the two inside my chest and you get something you can’t kill.

The world can swing, it can break, it can damn me,

But I plant my feet like the plains — nothing’s gonna unhand me.