This is a song about "Shit on me"

And you all will respect that

I was on some tribal shit...

When you're the one who's been confronting me, you've been on my shit

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

I'm on my figure 8 shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

Call me a hypocrite and ill shit on you solid until you squalid,

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Beasting see me, me, i'm the mc on some run-type shit

Im on my drooly gooly shit,call me rl stine, pull out the power drill take ur spine,

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

Anybody who talk shit i getting sliced up. so iif u see me on cbs news

I know you're weak an secretly tweakin countin petals knowin you gonna lose

You hunnybun on some sweet shit,

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