This is a song about "I shit om you"

I told you the shit was potential,

See these lights got me on another level

I aint lettin' you win with your shit

The dead society of a poet

I really don't know how to tell you this shit

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

He recommends i do that by killing you i'll descend slowly you won't see this shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I should kick you for days 4 putin that shit full display/

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

I take a shit while you bitch ass is still pissing

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Om on that seiniro never see you rappers later,

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

And cop some heaping gratitude before i hit you in your shit