This is a song about "Mud wrestling"

To be feeling walls and no don't do wrestling

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating

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

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

Looks a little like mud!

I thought it'd get better but

So go dig for yourself a tomb in the motherfucken mud

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

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

Forced to sleep in mud and drink polluted water

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Colossal as fuck/ you're just a fossil that grovels in mud

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Mud, worms, rats, hmm thats why your dinner's cheap!!