This is a song about "No bull"

I stole what i got no receipts, its bull sellin rocks just to eat

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Back and forth with this bull shit is this the prophecy

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

And i could see you coming home after work late

After the east and west bull shit escalate

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

My mind full of lesions left behind the bull shit reasons

Hold up, maryland, i am so tour

Getting fucked by the tenth bull

Cutting the bull like me and the blade double teaming the ox

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.