This is a song about "I rather talk to a mud duck"

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Fuck what you think of me i would rather chuck than to change a little part of me

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

In every talk of yours, i would find a thing i would like to share:

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Only time i miss a nigga if i swing and he duck

I sleep a lot to avoid people trying to talk

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Red liquid hits the sand making a very unique mud,

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Don't talk to me cause i aint a good listener/

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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