This is a song about "No bull"

After the east and west bull shit escalate

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Better than the last stack of bull crap

The real muscle in the message of that

Getting fucked by the tenth bull

Kick game henry bitch, bonjour

Like the saying goes mess with the bull and get the horns

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

But all yo get is bull crap

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Back and forth with this bull shit is this the prophecy

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

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