This is a song about "Elimination shit"

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

All my niggas still drilling shit

Give me it holy shit

Bet i'm heavy with that

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Look inside my closet

Than life, i'm the fucking shit

I have no self determination, but im always up for rhyme elimination,

Leaving behind the cold past in a fast dash cause of what these fuckers been

You don't mean that, you faggot

This rap was pretty shit,