This is a song about "Brads a mug"

Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album

Good luck with that mug of a mutt ya bum, you're dumb

Its gonna be a a test

Hold my tears i tried my best

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Cops roll by,we mean mug and give a dirty frown,smoking trees dont be provoking these

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Like a baby without a diaper