This is a song about "Muddy trucks"

And they can't see the tragedy

Be lucky and muddy,

Who know this be the life that i really live

Ending these verses all muddy like vimy's trenches

What happened to em, innocently used to play with and adore toy trucks

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

I got so much dirt on him, so easy to get this hoe muddy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Fear in his eye, his pupils are flooding, his new tools are muddy

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

As she goes through the levels

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks