This is a song about "Hyou shit"

With these macs i've got a bad habit

All my niggas still drilling shit

Nah, shit, my life is boring shit,

In the midst of a fire pit

With all of this rap shit

With g's in my pocket

Aint this shit easy, talkin big shit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

So i banged for a minute

Not basic i change shit

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit

There's rules to this shit

It's all good, finna dog that

Give me it holy shit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit