This is a song about "My shit"

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

My damn fire been lit, my rap skill be tough shit

Or never say never though i admit

Making me think my life aint shit

Told you camp lo was my favorite

She can blow my mind awe shit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Your shit is old, but nigga my shit is brand new.

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Chyper shit,your brain wire it,to like my shit,

I get my points across and say shit

I put the nigga in his casket