This is a song about "Jo dirt"

From responsibility to its dirt

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

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

They buried them in the dirt

Chasing them checks, nike work

Cold-blooded vein pulsing ’jo news

Niggas die over shoes

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

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

Down in the dirt never

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

Politicians granted maggots access, handed planet dirt

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

When it throws us to the dirt

That we picked up at the last concert