This is a song about "Shit fucking"

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Because shit doesn't fucking matter, i'm telling you

God damn ima fucking murder this shit

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

But imma talk shit, for the rest of this fucking verse

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

This fucking bully shit is pissing

I only got one rule, no kissing

We're fucking redneck crackers, making fun of the shit,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

All this mother fucking shit i'm saying but i'm already winning

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing