This is a song about "Making fun of matt"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Make fun of my raps, it was an expression

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

In control of everyone, that's got to be a fun job

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

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

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

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

I ain't hear you clear

Making fun of a queer

Killing these niggas off quick

Making dollar bills out of music

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing