This is a song about "Truck diggers"

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

My fist is a truck i make shit go amuck

And im rockin plain tees homie fuck that truck fit

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

She jumps out the front seat of her boyfriend's truck

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Cus when im comin boy,ill hit ya with a truck,

Just call yourself stuck when i pull up in the truck

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Ya a bunch of gold diggers outta ya mind mistaken me for a mine.

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

The line of my gasoline, running clean up to the truck

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

They go from dump truck slackers to uncle buck, but fatter