This is a song about "I like a tamale on my soup but ain t nothing worth the poop"

I trust nothing but my bud,

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

But i press on like a soldier, not god's, but my feat

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

I nevermind a mind beyond vagina

I poop so hard my face farts to the

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

And finally know my worth,like a snatched purse,

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

I like to poop out of my butt,