This is a song about "Slumped moses"

I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

Your careers over, he’s slumped over/

Just need my eyes lower

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I really fought like moses, going to adjust the sea

Hoping that nobody don't notice

A pharaoh an his war with moses

A dopehead with a couple doses, of moses waves so somatic

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Leave you slumped im a beast and i tear out your heart

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

With no warning i'm swarming with uppercuts that'll leave you slumped

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Uh i'm now sicker than- you, where was you when i slumped?/

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck