This is a song about "Mud wrestling"

Get dirt on you to cause some fucking mud friction

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

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

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Me and my lil' thug gotta it from the mud

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

I got something you've been waiting for

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

I'm not threatening, if he start wrestling, then he force me to start menacing/

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

To beat me bring a black guy in a mexican wrestling mask

That shit was wack as fuck

Looks a little like mud!

Get off a key like i can’t sing

No don't do wrestling go won't to heckling