This is a song about "Muck"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

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

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Sitting in the vile muck just awaiting for death

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

Higher in this messed up muck of slime/

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus