This is a song about "Pooping on chest"

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

When you've possessed this feeling of everything building on your chest

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

We wear a bulletproof vest on our chest in vain,

Hold up yea we the best

Put your head on my chest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

So i signed my name and dotted my i's but only on her chest.

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Layin on his chest in the sand time forgotten on the dash.

When you took my hand up so calm

Feel your chest on top on

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

On the streets all apeshit..bangin chest to chest

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

These days i try my best, still got a load on my chest