This is a song about "Matt muir"

Wasnt close to being a sheriff definitely notta deputy

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Run you out just like the moors

Someone's missing out in the crowd, momma's out there shouting i made it, yelling so proud

Of an elderly man with diarrhea with no bog roll - when his back is out

Leave your body in a fuckin' swamp, half dug out

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

Cause there'll never be peace

Otherwise cease and swamp with ease

My nigga conrad murray just balled on him

How you killing my highs i hope you built the coffin

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

There's a new sheriff in town, i've just been asleep/