This is a song about "Bovines diesel blues"

Hurling myself at an easel, i got more endurance than a diesel

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Just coming out of church whistling a blues hymn,

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Of dust n feud ur #smoked n #played like #cigs n #blues bitch ya doomed

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

I wake back up i cant find my car i gotta blues clues

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Playing my blues, while the hypocrites debatin' my views,

I go hard like backs of beetles and hot as ignited diesel

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle