This is a song about "Dug"

You dug your own grave your six feet under

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Dug is teeth in his neck sharp and jagged

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Leave your body in a fuckin' swamp, half dug out

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

It's getting colder, shouldn't have dug so deep

We all have that hole we dug too deep,

I’m way harder than the concrete

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

Got some fresh dug gold, that imma pawn,

All the tough times in my life, but you dug me in deeper than i already was/

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh