This is a song about "Big shits"

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

And of course, my car's off course

Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion

Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him

The shits still coarsen through my veins

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

From the platinum hits to unlicensed shits

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

Or school and the zero shits i'm giving,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

They call me better now. see when everything is stopped

Were the best challengers you're shits pillow soft

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Never takin shit, but i take a lot of shits

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

My shits so different while your shit sound the same