This is a song about "Hillbilly shit"

With all of this rap shit

Well, i can handle that

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Your talking shit dropping shit like toxic

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

All this medication doesn't help shit,

Dumb hillbilly backwoods hicks, trying to mask our past,

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

Give me it holy shit

Now you got me hopped up on that

Find yourself in serious shit"

Wit my kin that i came in wit