This is a song about "Straight out the mud"

And everywhere that mary went it wretched her through the mud,

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Me and my lil' thug gotta it from the mud

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

I bought them straight out the bay

Straight out my mind, and down through the keys.

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

So go dig for yourself a tomb in the motherfucken mud

My knife's got a nice edge..i'm a coldblooded killer..straight out of the ice age/

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

But let you know i step to plate / straight out the gate

Around a bonfire, buried the gun in the mud like i was taught to,

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you