This is a song about "Your mud"

Got my foot on the gas

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

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

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

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

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

They've stomped me into the mud, gee for what reason, you stumped me

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

The cool say i'm thug

Looks a little like mud!