This is a song about "Mud russtlin"

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

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

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

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

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

See, i like the person that you are

I know you're mad, but so what

Looks a little like mud!

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

He can't even pull his dick out the mud, so cut the crap. i shouldn't have to

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Bleeding but still breathing when you kicked me into the mud,

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

And not a single feature except lil wayne