This is a song about "Sharks and farts"

And i feared that my fans say i failed

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Hard as bull sharks chew through hearts when they are hardly full.

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Son i'll send you to the bleachers feed you to the sharks burn you like leeches

Half my raps discarded i'm meaner then some sharks is

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

And get caught, in the moment

Social conditioning and

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

But i've got all the farts, well contained