This is a song about "Kyler making fun of a avoryd mixtape"

We're fucking redneck crackers, making fun of the shit,

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/

Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Making love to a professor of divinity

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Of willing to aim, a gun, to your forehead, its not fun, to wish you were dead.

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Making fun of a queer

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Of a pig, having fun at a oil rig