This is a song about "Walton park"

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,

This is a walk in the park

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Three large carts full of tards crammed into an amusement park,

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Going crazy like i'm at an amusement park

Hope all over again, we can start

On they grown man shit still standing at a park

To gangstas i'm a motherfuckin' redneck from a trailer park,

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

But every night, i can still roll through my trailer park