This is a song about "Eat my gingery poop"

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Scared off, my advantage i'll eat you like a sandwich

Print a receipt out of my ass crack for you to eat.

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

With a fistfull of poop,

We'll meet back and regroup

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

My rhymes eat up your lines like a fuckin pop tart

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

My city my committee, bitch eat where the dirt stay

I must go like fly route

Take u to the toilet to poop?

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

On my meat as we eat beef jerky