This is a song about "Shit n tit"

Talk shit to me? get bold n meet my reming-ton

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

Dissing me like i sit around ‘n talk shit ‘bout you all the time.

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Cuz no matter what i have you...beaten blackened flattened with bats 'n shit,

Talk your shit n im slicin at your neck

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

U smell like ma armpit,while uve been on ma cock pit,ma bars hit ma shit like jolie n brad pitt,

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

You don't mean that, you faggot

To and who would sit ‘n listen shit?

Ma shit hits u like a hammer n sticks to ur face!,

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

Mr. c----n does this shit right

Parallel on the other side