This is a song about "S on my chest"

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Feel your chest on top on

That's why i never claimed i was the best

My jordan's pressin down death on his chest.

Life has put her to the test

Watch out!...throw ya vest on ya chest,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Can't bear the sight of kings on my chest, it's not too swell

Pay dues like a hair salon

Feel your chest on top on

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

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

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best