This is a song about "Shit n tit"

I'm spitting 'n' killing this quick shit..

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

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

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

All i want is this rap shit id grab it n never mistake it.

To and who would sit ‘n listen shit?

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

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

I'll fuckin slice your tit off with a meat cleaver and stab you in the head so much

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Before i split, slit your pussy as a tit ,fucker i can't stand your wit

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Im a shit talker /spit enforcer / rip torsos /n then turn you pricks

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks