This is a song about "Nig nog"

Your chick said i'm hot

So stay fuck about my block.

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Hes the new kid on the block

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

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Findin my groove, time to choose what path to take, what i have at stake

That's real shit real nigga life

She got angry threat me by knife

I got something you've been waiting for

Rusty knife, i call it mater

As i light one for ill will

Twenty inch nail rifle

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

You probably got stuck in writers block