Raised in Gadsden, Alabama, Atha appeared on the reality series The Road to Stardom with Missy Elliott and released his independent debut album Creek Water in 2005. Two years later, Atha signed to Columbia Records and released the single "Kickin'" from his unreleased first studio album, before being released from the label later that same year. From 2008 to 2010, Atha released an extended play and four mixtapes with Ghet-O-Vision Entertainment. Trunk Muzik 0-60, Atha's fourth mixtape, was also released by Interscope Records. In 2011, Atha signed to Shady Records and his debut studio album Radioactive was released on November 21, 2011 to positive reviews. It entered the Billboard 200 at number 27. He spent much of his childhood in various locations around the southern United States, including Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Atlanta, Georgia, and Antioch, Tennessee.
Atha is half white and Cherokee, and the name Yelawolf is a reference to his Native American roots.
Yelawolf is an avid skateboarder and made attempts at a professional skateboarding career but was forced to abandon due to injuries. Yelawolf began releasing mixtapes independently in 2007. He was briefly signed to Columbia Records in 2007 and left the label the same year.
In 2009, Yelawolf was featured on the Slim Thug album Boss of All Bosses, and in the lead single Mixin' Up the Medicine from Juelz Santana's upcoming album Born to Lose, Built to Win. In 2010 he appeared in the track Down This Road from Bizarre's third studio album Friday Night at St. Andrews, in Big Boi's first solo album Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty track "You Ain't No DJ" which was produced by André 3000, and his most recent appareance is in Paul Wall's fifth studio album Heart of a Champion track "Live It" which also features Jay Electronica and Raekwon, produced by Travis Barker. In 2010, Atha confirmed he has signed with Interscope Records, he announced that he is working in his debut studio album with the label, and has a desire to work with Eminem.
In 2011 Yelawolf revealed that he went to visit Eminem in Detroit, Michigan and has subsequently been signed to Shady Records.
Fiddle Me This
Yelawolf Lyrics
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I'd like to say good day
And I hope you say "good buy"
When they ask was it worth for you to pay
For my music, for pressin' play
For all the stress that went into my songs
My love and hate
The most honest I could be with you to date
For lettin' me be me with no holds barred
Thank you for the chance to enhance this old car
This old jar of moonshine is but
Two fine lines on a blank sheet but so far
These two lines point directed to my home on the mothership sonar
Valet UFOs, I go park
The dirty south needs a soap bar
In the mouth of these MCs but
But who am I to judge on what they love?
I guess they enjoy being broke and co-stars
And I'm soakin' so hard
From the sweat that I could take my clothes off
I done fucked and raped the whole yard
Should sit back and shake the gold off
But I'm already gone
I got a vision like Teller, sons
In an envelope like letters
Lettuce, green, money, long
Wolfpacks in a calzone
I'll keep makin' these albums
Yeah you might have heard a dial tone
But I was on the other line when I hung up the phone
I'll send a postcard when I leave
I think about you when I dream
And when I'm up under the high beams
I reflect that shining
So you can feel the heat of light
A life of violence 'til I die in
Yeah I've done come a long way
From Dixie Land, take my hand
I'm talkin' lowriders, 77 Devilles
L-Dogs, nothin' but them 'Lacs
Sittin' on boxes in the front yard of the trailer park, yeah
One time for the single wives and the little cribs (one time)
Two times if you know what it's like to fuckin' live (two times)
Three times in a row you've been late on the rent (three)
Four times before you did the same old shit, yeah
Baby done grown up, workin' that bid like a grown up
Fuckin' toned up, let the Glock talk, I'ma gon' hush
Just like daddy taught me
Wait I didn't have one
Fuck it, I'm happy for him
'Cause he got a bad one
I popped outta that Easy Bake
Land of the 'Bama, clean and safe
Dropped outta high school, reason, hey
I'm already high from a seedless egg
And they wonder why I speak this way
And ye ain't ever seen this place
Well here's your American pie
It's a Dixie piece of cake
In Yelawolf's song "Fiddle Me This," he expresses gratitude toward Eminem, thanking him for allowing him to be himself without limits in his music. Yelawolf also talks about how he has worked hard to create his music, even if it has come with stress and challenges. He acknowledges that he has been honest in his music and that he is grateful for the opportunity to improve his craft through making music.
He also mentions how the "dirty south" needs to clean up its act, especially when it comes to the language and behavior of its MCs. Yelawolf contrasts their choices with his own dedication and persistence in creating music that speaks from the heart. He acknowledges that he has come a long way from his roots in Dixie Land, but he remembers where he came from and the struggles he had to overcome to get where he is today.
Overall, Yelawolf's "Fiddle Me This" is an introspective look at his music career and his place in the industry. He expresses gratitude for the opportunities he has been given and offers a critique of the music industry in general, particularly when it comes to the messages being sent by some of the MCs.
Line by Line Meaning
Before I say goodbye
Before I leave, I want to say something
I'd like to say good day
I want to greet you nicely
And I hope you say "good buy"
I hope you're happy with what you received from me
When they ask was it worth for you to pay
If someone asks you if it was worth it to pay for my music
For my music, for pressin' play
For listening to my music
For all the stress that went into my songs
For all the effort I put into my songs
My love and hate
My strong emotions
The most honest I could be with you to date
The most truthful thing I can say to you
Is to say thank thank you Shady
I want to thank Eminem
For lettin' me be me with no holds barred
For letting me express myself freely
Thank you for the chance to enhance this old car
Thank you for giving me the opportunity to improve my skills
This old jar of moonshine is but
This old jar of homemade liquor represents
Two fine lines on a blank sheet but so far
Two lines of a song that are simple but meaningful
These two lines point directed to my home on the mothership sonar
These lines are a reference to my place of origin
Valet UFOs, I go park
I park my UFO with the valet
The dirty south needs a soap bar
The southern United States needs to clean up its act
In the mouth of these MCs but
These rappers are dirty and foul
But who am I to judge on what they love?
But I shouldn't judge them for their tastes
I guess they enjoy being broke and co-stars
I suppose they like being poor and relatively unknown
And I'm soakin' so hard
I'm working very hard
From the sweat that I could take my clothes off
I'm sweating so much that I could take my clothes off
I done fucked and raped the whole yard
I've completely dominated the music industry
Should sit back and shake the gold off
I should relax and enjoy my success
But I'm already gone
But I'm already moving on
I got a vision like Teller, sons
I have a clear idea of my future
In an envelope like letters
It's like a letter that I'm saving for later
Lettuce, green, money, long
I'm talking about a lot of money
Wolfpacks in a calzone
I'm surrounded by close friends
I'll keep makin' these albums
I'll keep making music
Yeah you might have heard a dial tone
Maybe you thought I was done making music
But I was on the other line when I hung up the phone
But I was already planning my next project
I'll send a postcard when I leave
I'll keep you updated when I move on to other things
I think about you when I dream
I still remember my fans even in my sleep
And when I'm up under the high beams
And when I'm in the public eye
I reflect that shining
I embrace that spotlight
So you can feel the heat of light
So you can feel my passion and energy
A life of violence 'til I die in
I'll be living my life with intensity until I die
Yeah I've done come a long way
I've made a lot of progress
From Dixie Land, take my hand
From the southern United States, follow me
I'm talkin' lowriders, 77 Devilles
I'm talking about classic cars
L-Dogs, nothin' but them 'Lacs
I'm talking about luxury cars
Sittin' on boxes in the front yard of the trailer park, yeah
Chilling outside of my home in a trailer park
One time for the single wives and the little cribs (one time)
I want to give a shoutout to single mothers and their children
Two times if you know what it's like to fuckin' live (two times)
I want to recognize the struggles of everyday life
Three times in a row you've been late on the rent (three)
For those who have financial difficulties
Four times before you did the same old shit, yeah
For those stuck in a cycle of failure
Baby done grown up, workin' that bid like a grown up
People have grown and faced their problems maturely
Fuckin' toned up, let the Glock talk, I'ma gon' hush
I'm feeling strong, but I don't need to brag
Just like daddy taught me
I learned this from my father
Wait I didn't have one
Actually, I didn't have a father
Fuck it, I'm happy for him
But I'm still content
'Cause he got a bad one
Because he has a good partner
I popped outta that Easy Bake
I broke out of my humble beginnings
Land of the 'Bama, clean and safe
I'm from a nice place in Alabama
Dropped outta high school, reason, hey
I left school early for my own reasons
I'm already high from a seedless egg
I'm already living a blessed life
And they wonder why I speak this way
People ask why I talk like this
And ye ain't ever seen this place
If you haven't been here before
Well here's your American pie
Welcome to America
It's a Dixie piece of cake
It's a simple, southern pleasure
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Written by: MICHAEL WAYNE ATHA, WILLIAM BOOKER WASHINGTON, MATT HAYES, MIKE HARTNETT
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