This is a song about "Duck confit"

So y'all can know my voice like donald duck

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

At least have the decency, fuck, it's the titanic, duck,

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Look, duck goose duck goose, pick a fucking rapper out

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Her blood leaking, so i drink it like juice, duck duck goose

Fuck these attackers cos i duck hazards

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck