This is a song about "Fuck your bull shot"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Bring the battering ram where you live

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

Dont fuck wit the mack daddy or youll wind up shot, dead, and covered in poo!

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

A slick spot for your wristwatch that your bitch bought 'cuz you're a big shot

Up in the sky, on a gulf stream tour

Getting fucked by the tenth bull

I'm going off the top of the brain

Fuck the drug life i want a shot at fame.

Your time, shot in dark you have to admit it

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit