This is a song about "Im the shit"

This shit is a jungle, and im the king in this bitch

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Bitch, im the shit and i keep my fucking tissue

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Fuck for a hour then im gone,chop shit up im mowing the lawn,

Louis v don’t see the store, going in there and leave it gone

To guess the shit im on, im gone

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Cause im coming with the real shit and i lyrical typhoons

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

"im not saying jack shit"

It shows i know a bit

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Im the shit when it comes to the lyrics i spit,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

You know im the shit boy you better hold ya nose.