This is a song about "I gotta fart"

Feels i gotta be rough

I feel my work ain't enough

And get caught, in the moment

I gotta calm down and

Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

Now i gotta fuck your mother

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

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

When i'm high i gotta flowin'

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

'cause she #lost #breath by how my creepy fart smelled...

A working genius, a work of art

Chat so much shit you should speak threw a fart