This is a song about "Fecal matter"

Cerebral blood splatter and brain matter

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

I keep on going till i matter, won't just be a piece of matter

Believe me, money ain't shit it don't matter

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

And those scores don't matter.

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

But you know what, that ain't matter

You told me god was the answer

The chosen one in a bunch of matter

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Asses for that matter

Not a rapper, i’m a raptor

Always fly dont matter the occasion

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one