This is a song about "Preston is shit raper"

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.

Your shit is dead and outdated

Another love song about shit

Where would i be without my dogs

Hoarse voice that shit is false

So if they better than the kid

Press play. this shit is recorded

My shit is heavy, droppin bricks

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Now, i'm speaking right to you lil' naughty raper