Well, that is exactly the song I would have expected from the Fancy Like Applebees guy if he were tasked with writing a soul-searching meditation on family life and addiction.
A little bit of casual misogyny and toxic gender roles here. A little bit of underexamined personal philosophy there, where the subtext of self-loathing is literally the only interesting direction the song could have gone. We’ve got soft-pedaling the message enough that no one in the audience feels compelled to change their behavior (we all need a beer, just trying to “avoid AA”). We’ve got the dissonant images of “can’t afford $35 for an oil change,” but also writing a mainstream country radio hit as a reasonable professional goal. We have bizarre shoutouts to (famous college football coach) Nick Saban, John Deere, Skoal, and Nicorette. All of it in a sing-song cadence a toddler would be proud of and ending up in a line-dancing bar with big tiddies dancing around.
Fucking hell, Nashville, this is why I have to justify and cajole people to listen to anybody with a southern accent. Contrast the Walker Hayes garbage with Jason Isbell https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmVNswlLDgc about the struggle to stay sober and do the right thing.
Or, if that one’s too subtle, here’s him doing a semi-autobiographical (and it’s only barely “semi” from what I understand) roots rock confession that’s literally about an alcoholic in recovery. Seriously, compare “Keep muh dawters off the pole!” with “Last night I let myself remember… my daughter’s eyes when she’s ashamed.” There’s probably half a dozen other lines like it, that are “comparable” but… well… NOT comparable.
Also, what the heck is up with your link #5? It’s definitely not the linked song, I don’t think it’s a Walker Hayes song, and I can’t seem to find any of the lyrics on the interwebs. Is it an AI hallucination? If it is, it’s somehow slightly better than Walker Hayes.