This is a song about "Shit bicth"

Wondering shit, questioning shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

I know what you do with that

There's rules to this shit

I was on some tribal shit...

Cause we done did that

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Or let the mob handle that

This towns full of bull shit

The dead society of a poet

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Deezy, runs this rap shit,

With g's in my pocket

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that