This is a song about "Dirt biking"

Shit soaked dirt broke fucked bloke, no cloak

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Dirt poor nigga, i took their free lunch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

You think i'm absurd cause i emerged from the dirt

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Send you back to earth with this, eat the grass and dirt!

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Be a soldier, march on, leave those fuckers in the dirt,

Yea i made you feel like dirt

The concept is so absurd

Everlasting never in the dirt or grass

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

I ain't trynna be forward

Your in a pile of dirt