This is a song about "Composting crap"

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Better than the last stack of bull crap

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

I know theres still a reason to this crap

I dont have time for that crap

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I cut the crap recklessly

But all yo get is bull crap

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Saying they this and that

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Her mom takin that crap

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap