This is a song about "Shane mustard"

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

My block, that's right! heh

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

My middle names shane, no shame

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

You're faker than a german hot-dog with no mustard,

He eats rows of em with mustard

Gotta work - slight work

Need more flava like mustard,then mustered and mastered

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Middle name shane, born all the same

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Fuck shane battier that nigga a soft boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Just to see, these metaphors spread a course like mustard seeds

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets