This is a song about "Got it out the mud"

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

You tricked it, the blast, you got out with a spell cast

Me and my lil' thug gotta it from the mud

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Now our friendship got kicked out the door

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

To highjack you from the hearse and throw you in the mud

My last girlfriend would kick me into the mud for no reason

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

I ain't married, but i'm tryna find a keeper

So go dig for yourself a tomb in the motherfucken mud

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Nowadays got it all figured out,

I don't know what you heard about