This is a song about "Composting crap"

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

The fact i shout while i'm fighting crap

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Cause i'm kinda doing this badass crap!

Cause i aint talking crap

Or let the mob handle that

You, you, you have to pay for that

Now let me hear your crap

Puts up with mum and dads crap

I'mma sign that work and release that

Fuck fame, fuck money

I cut the crap recklessly

Okay quit playing with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag