This is a song about "I gotta fart"

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

But i gotta get it gotta focus on that money

How many verses i gotta murder to prove

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Stop being afraid and get heart, i'm the shit you ain't even a wet fart

I gotta stop messin around

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

And these shape-shifting hoes

Do i gotta spell it out?

Or know what its about

When i'm high i gotta flowin'

Catch you up on places i've been

Why do i gotta do what i gotta do?

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you