This is a song about "Your mud"

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

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

They sendin' beats for a fuckin' feature

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter

Forced to sleep in mud and drink polluted water

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

He can't even pull his dick out the mud, so cut the crap. i shouldn't have to

150 on my chain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Then i shun kids with the mud

That shit was wack as fuck

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

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

That i will leave earth with her

Your on fire.. your on fire