This is a song about "Drop that shit"

Won't lose the throne or drop from the top, the shit is too high

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

So you drop a diss on a disk that you expect people to slip into their cd players

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

And fuck the cops' defiance, i drop that shit that the block is buyin',

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Like that drop out who created my phone

And if you ain't heard me properly

Drop that shit from essex to surrey

It's a mix of art and science that i use to drop bombs and make scenes silent,

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

And plus you know i won’t stop ‘till the day that i drop,

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Seen you tryna switch it up but girl you ain't that dope

Nope, all you get is shit in my prison when you drop the soap/