This is a song about "Mud bogging"

Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Around a bonfire,buried the gun in the mud like i was taught too

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Around a bonfire, buried the gun in the mud like i was taught to,

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

They've stomped me into the mud, gee for what reason, you stumped me

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

My last girlfriend would kick me into the mud for no reason

Looks a little like mud!

Bitches is artificially duck

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

When the river nile flooded, water, mud/ silt from the river had washed all up

But now invisible cells around your brain

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain