This is a song about "Shit at cod"

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

I'm not even at my illest, this shit is concerning/

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

That raps and does nnnt lack at spitting nice shit

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Where ma props at? cuz ain't seeing shit

I put some cash in ya pocket

R.y.o.t., you suck at this rap shit,

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

So now you can mourn for your fam while im back home playing cod ghosts all day,

You talkin' shit about randy, but look at yourself

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

They are probably palying cod

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Dreaming of being the best at this rap shit

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that