This is a song about "Bull conor"

If a nigga didn't fake like them

No need for a call to the bull pen

No longer with the bull shit , ill react with no regret.

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

So insane,this man gonna hit you with a red bull bottle

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Back and forth with this bull shit is this the prophecy

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

My mind full of lesions left behind the bull shit reasons

Hard as bull sharks chew through hearts when they are hardly full.

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

Better than the last stack of bull crap

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag