This is a song about "Your mud"

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Me and my lil' thug gotta it from the mud

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Through all the rain and the pain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

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

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

When the river nile flooded, water, mud/ silt from the river had washed all up

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

And slid back north of course to pen more

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Mud, worms, rats, hmm thats why your dinner's cheap!!