This is a song about "Rug"

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Im beat this beat like a light rug,go see my girl give her a tight hug,

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man

I'm full of smoke and drugs, blood always smeared on my rug, building up an

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

I got a bad bitch like she peed on the rug

A twenty somethin cup

Now im laying like a rug.

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

'cause you use in the lab thug, use a pen and pad rug

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Better watch your words or ill roll you up in a fustian rug,