This is a song about "Shit and abbey"

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

And hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Can you tussle and breathe with the shit,

I put some cash in ya pocket

And ain't worryed bout shit.

Thus spake zarathustra now i'm philosophical and shit

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

And believe i've been hit with shit

I know what you do with that

In the midst of a fire pit

I had to fight back and shit

On some bonnie and clyde shit

I know the world been waiting for that

Listen, this is my shit. and while i buy shit

Me and you just need to talk a bit