I’m gonna split this room in half - american pie version Uncle Kracker

I know a guy who took too many pills
Now he's got a mansion that sits on a hill
14 million served that's correct
17 cars, 3 cribs, and 2 jets
I came to test to blood, sweat, tears
Persevered for ten long years
10 years, I was there for 8
And I ain't seen a meaner mutha puttin' food on our plate
I've learned to hate, and that's a damn shame
Because I'm gettin' pretty good at this bitch ass game
See, fame ain't the problem, it's brokeaa
Pissin' on my dawg cause they're down on their luck
Now you're stuck like a pig in the poke
You know you're makin' him mad, and you're goin' to get choked
Don't you know every dog has a limit
Yo. I'm about to kick somebody's ass in a minute

Chorus:
I'm Gonna Split This Room In Half
Why'd you have to go and get my dog all mad
I'm Gonna Split This Room In Half
(I said) Why'd you have to go and get my dog all mad
I'm Gonna Split This Room In Half
Why'd you have to go and get my dog all mad
I'm Gonna Split This Room In Half
(I said) Why'd you have to go and get my dog all mad