This is a song about "Shit can happeb"

I can do all that other shit later

If they ain’t talking bout paper

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Shit that makes the homies say, 'yo bro, you can really spit!"

My all gold rolly or the

I can smell the shit, fuck dakota

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Yo bitch you think you can shit talk to me,

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me

Shit i wonder if i can.

Pushing in my mama van

Those bitches can burn in hell and contemplate satans shit

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

If i can dumb my shit down enough