This is a song about "Boys are shit"

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

So finally might make sense, when these rappers are talking shit

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Pissed that my battles are full of real shit

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

Now you got me hopped up on that

Because all these raps are as real as shit,

One night love: i'mma need that

So that's why, cos the remainder are shit

So boys sit back and relax cause you gettin the same shit you gave us

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

If you say my scripts are shit, bitch you dont know your shit

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit