This is a song about "A gilr called manu"

And the moon looking beautiful as ever

That is called being a problem setter

By a gang called the police

Lights please, lights please

Im happier when high and drunk

A strong word called investment

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

This little creep done spit a weak rap called "fuck it"

Black vultures, rats roaches, sleep now, the laughs over

Always called a small dick you won't even notice their boner

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

Loser fat weirdo freak i've been called a disgrace

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Better yet they work my every nerve

That y'all can start a crew called the truckers!