This is a song about "Mud wrestling"

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

When the river nile flooded, water, mud/ silt from the river had washed all up

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

Red liquid hits the sand making a very unique mud,

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

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

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

Get dirt on you to cause some fucking mud friction

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

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

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,