This is a song about "Murray darling basin"

Murder you nigga and put you in my basin

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

My nigga conrad murray just balled on him

Yeah, i say hello my darling

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Man i'm starving, may as well get a nice looking darling/

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of may,

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Sick of loving what i used to love theirs more than one purpose for a basin