This is a song about "Full of bullshit"

It's full of gold medals,

Good kids make bad grown ups

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

The lies of this bullshit entertainment foreclosed

You're the boss of bullshit

Smoke ? you know it taste good

One night love: i'mma need that

Everything is just full of shit.

And there is no chemistry

Full of myself, but still hungry

Your bullshit come off of that

Ain't even tryna hold back

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

Full of futile exercises, for a future full of bars

Like a line full of hoes

I think that she knows