This is a song about "Poop slap"

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Think you're hittin harder but your shit is just a bitch slap

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

Ya girls arse so fat i wunt even slap it,

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Bitch this was your last act, no need for that bitch slap

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

If i could just see 'em, i'd give those bitches a slap.

Like poop smeared on the walls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth