This is a song about "Glitter in your shit"

You blast this shit in abercrombie when your work is finished

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

When i expose you like glitter and cakes

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

And cop some heaping gratitude before i hit you in your shit

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Anger on your sly shit face spray that shit with mace throw you in your case this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

But your flow is shit, in no position to be teachin nothin

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Keep talkin shit i'll punch you in the forehead so hard your brain turns to mush

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

With all these charges your gonna face i dont give shit in this race

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Battleship in this bitch and practice don't do shit to your interests,