This is a song about "Bud not buddy"

It's what the bud has shone us,

So now this work's been worthless

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

When ever i think of you michael i allways fucking think "cotton bud"!

And nip these wack g's in the bud while they're still young

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Chillin' with homies and family

Think of me as your buddy

Move it buddy get back, i just wanna spit facts

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Only strapped when the backpack got bud inside

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

She got a buddy name ojb and now you know the deal

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

So i turned to straight bud which i was prone to provide