This is a song about "Ain t got shit"

I'm the shit like i got the shits

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Bought it? hell nah i aint got shit

Now you got me hopped up on that

And everybody's having sex

Even though shit got intense

And went and got some new shit

I put that nigga in his casket

Thats right now you got this shit gowing

And this will be the song that we sing

London, tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe

Behold, got shit even paramore can't decode/

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

*aight now its time for t smallz to hop on dis shit*