This is a song about "Cut the bullshit"

A bunch of senseless bullshit, we don't get days on the beach,

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Fresh out the cut without the surgery

But we be having that jersey

All the bullshit aside, homicide is a crime

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

I'm getting sick of the bullshit,

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

I am so fed up with all of the bullshit,

The lies of this bullshit entertainment foreclosed

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

Lemme know when you grow sick of all the bullshit