This is a song about "Composting crap"

I know theres still a reason to this crap

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Cause i'm kinda doing this badass crap!

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

I was ten and it sounded like crap

I know the world been waiting for that

Her mom takin that crap

Sneak up on attack

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

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

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

No car key and i mean that

The fact i shout while i'm fighting crap

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

All these lines sound like fucking crap