This is a song about "Mud man"

She was the queen of the club

Looks a little like mud!

To highjack you from the hearse and throw you in the mud

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

You comeplete waste man

So part of the plan

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

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

Pushing in my mama van

Im that man, ima the man

Man you gotta do something man

Cause u know that this my jam

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

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain