This is a song about "Shit i spit"

I spit literal shit

After that moscato hit

I don't take shit i make raps and spit them heinous

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

That slick criminal wit, the shit i spit chews,

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Shit i could spit shit about anything,

Every line,that i ever spit,and have to re shit on that shit,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

When i spit shit gets cooked yours looks salmonella

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Every thang i spit i really mean that shit

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

I wanna spit some real shit, now that is simple and plain/

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame