Hey, who I'm is? Rubber band man Wild as the Taliban Nine in my right, forty-five in my other hand Who I'm is? Call me trouble man, always in trouble man Worth a couple hundred grand, Chevys, all colors man Rubber band man, like a one man band Treat

But don't just sit with folded hands and become blind 'Cause even when there is no star in sight You'll always be my only guiding light Well I know I had it all on the line One, two, three We're on the permanent red The glaze on my eyes When I heard your

Dusting off your savior Always my man, all in a hand And now I see you in a beautiful and different light Call out my name, call and I came Well, you were always my favorite To celebrate you is greater Now that I can, always my man Now you see what I