This is a song about "A bit bull dog"

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

My brain is a bit scattered.

Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of dan bull

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

No need for a call to the bull pen

Time after time, again and again

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

My raps are a bit continuous.

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Ill pass it in a lil bit