This is a song about "I shit on u"

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Dumping dead bodies on the school playground i don't give a shit

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

I just crush a lot on my big pun shit

A big fuck you to the narcs/ chillin with the ese's , smokin doddie and

But once u make shit changes for real.....but on the real...im a take..dis moment,

I was on some tribal shit...

It's all good, finna dog that

For the shit i signed my name on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

How would u react if i said i was movin on to the next?

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

I got the whole damn world on this shoe type of shit

I repeated it,yeah i'm on conceited shit,

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that