This is a song about "Pooping on emil"

You cant grab on whats on the news

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

They pick on him and step on him

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Swisher almost gone, hold on

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

When you took my hand up so calm

When 2pac got shot early on

Your on fire.. your on fire

My brothers alone said fuck your entire

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

I could go on and on and on for hours,