This is a song about "Potty training"

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I'm a misanthropic proper maniac, potty

Restrained as david ayer's training day, pavin' ways, makin' change

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

All you did was... try to potty

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Training my craftship using people for practice

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Training my craftship using people for practice

Your just a mobile pile of shit like a porta potty,ill destroy your hobby

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth