This is a song about "Shrek s swamp"

We never tattle, let god handle that

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Bad, just like an 80's car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

The outline which you n****s out dated

And that´s how it has begun

Ross and folarin, couple women

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Leave your body in a fuckin' swamp, half dug out

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's