This is a song about "Mud wrestling"

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

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

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

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

Attitude they was not really felling

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Get dirt on you to cause some fucking mud friction

Fuck around and get tossed up, by the fuckin outlawzbefore i leave, make sure everybody heard

Can she be this blind to the fact that i'm seriously hurt, my name is mud? and i stem from the dirt.

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

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

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

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck