This is a song about "Park it"

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

To gangstas i'm a motherfuckin' redneck from a trailer park,

Fuck, meet me at the park.

Snitches here don't got no heart

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

I'm flying big, my rhymes are going out of the park

Going crazy like i'm at an amusement park

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

That make me say,take me away to a deep dark abyss pass out in a park

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Three large carts full of tards crammed into an amusement park,

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

Your life like an amusement park