This is a song about "Mud boy"

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Me and my lil' thug gotta it from the mud

On they car note to go to the club

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Looks a little like mud!

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Forced to sleep in mud and drink polluted water

And everywhere that mary went it wretched her through the mud,

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy