This is a song about "Poland shit"

You, you, you have to pay for that

This rap was pretty shit,

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Everything is just full of shit.

I put some cash in ya pocket

Deezy, runs this rap shit,

A little piece of shit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

All this medication doesn't help shit,

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit

Than life, i'm the fucking shit

Or let the mob handle that

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit