This is a song about "Fill"

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

Whether watching for the feds or avoiding the grim reaper

Nothin you could say could fill me with envy/

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

At the end you cant find the shoes that i fill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

We got big shoes to fill, and that ain't no small feat/

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I need to find some inspiration to fill in my imagination

Girlfriends, i've had my fill,

For real, a nigga ill

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Just a sad little man tryin to fill a giant's cup

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

When drunk i only drink beer