This is a song about "Goat fridge gang"

Grillin shit out of the fridge and we don't know how old,

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Used to ride on a goat, now i'm living in a moat

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

I open up and i forgot i left a head in the fridge

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Why are you talking about your gang

Worshiping goat headed deities and breath in,

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

Grillin shit out of the fridge and we don't know how old,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

How this dude try n duel with the goat

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke