This is a song about "Sharks and farts"

But even then there are sharks waiting to feed.

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Leaving you on the shore primetime if you sharks dare to bite

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

Social conditioning and

Dc star, a pg legend

But i've got all the farts, well contained

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss