This is a song about "Sharks and farts"

And like to boast and brag

Top dropped down, black on black

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

But even then there are sharks waiting to feed.

This how i hear it different

Social conditioning and

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

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

And get it again and again

Like i be killin all these sharks

You haters put up your guards

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

But i've got all the farts, well contained

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste