This is a song about "On that squad shit"

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

I'm that new shit and you're that old fuck on the shelf

And i ain't talkin clumsy, lsd on that shit

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

While we on that racist cop shit, riches for corporations off it,

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

I'm sayin' that i don't spend that much time on rhymes to shit on you

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

These streetz so corrupt so that threw me on some other shit

But now im on that fuck shit

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Smoking on that fluffy herb the shit the police confiscate

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake