This is a song about "Shit on your wishes"

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are

Kinda makes your mind stray - on that real shit though

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

And his shit left on your pavement

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Your raps ain't got shit on half what the kings written

My talent should take me places i've never been

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

That's my wicked humor, i'm more wicked than your wickedly vivid wishes,

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

I shit on the script while your hoe on my dick, but i never slip,

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked