This is a song about "Shit eaters"

After that moscato hit

Wondering shit, questioning shit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Government lies yes they cover shit

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Mc's all over the place here talking cake eaters

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Specifically i diss lucifer stop saying shit that you'll finish shit

I just wanna be higher than that

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

Nah, shit, my life is boring shit,

I put that nigga in his casket

Real niggas get real shit

It's all good, finna dog that

Shit in her head youre nothing youre just shit

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit