This is a song about "Excreting"

Puff puff but never pass

No one-half and i hate math

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

And his whole cast deployed sixteens of acid

How bout we blow this bit

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

I know the pain of failure lasts

Yea! and im nasty like assholes shitting! my demeaner!

They pull out the sweeper because their cash flow is meager

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

Explicit is how i spit it shitting on em like a pidgeon

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Pleasure and failure came together man you probably know how i feel

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here