This is a song about "Blue ducks"

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

I'll manhandle these fucks / the rhino almost damn trampled these ducks

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

I'm torching it like i'm burning blue,

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

Good kids make bad grown ups

You all are just sitting ducks

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Roses are red and violets are blue

My ambitious girl, i won't forget you

And it'll make you feel blue

Cause when i make this stew

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

There's crack, there's crack