This is a song about "Cut the bullshit"

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

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

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

All the bullshit aside, homicide is a crime

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

If at all, now your a pawn of the bullshit they sell.

I'm sick of the noise, sick of the bullshit,

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut

Don't let the bullshit come back and haunt you

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

I've had enough of the bullshit and people taking the mick,

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick