This is a song about "Nig nog"

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Ough to fuck with us unless your made of rhino tusk your never really tough enough,

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

Trigger squeezed, shine at the tip of my finger like nail polish

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Take a tusk to the gut "help this niggas bleeding out!"

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

Break off a whole brick they blast back but i won't stop

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Time to start building my own ...yellow brick road,