This is a song about "Muck"

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Sitting in the vile muck just awaiting for death

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

In a muck stealin from his mom's purse just to get by in life

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

Ends in a fuck to cover up the muck we stew up,

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time

Higher in this messed up muck of slime/

Well be running a muck with our music, doorlists and business

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was