This is a song about "Shit stains"

Severin ur vital organs,no stains,i flow like cynide thru ur veins,

Clear my throat for you, ho? after i'm done fuckin' out your daddy's brains

I ain't playin with this shit

So i'm one with that

I talk about real shit

You ain't gon find that

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Headshots at the throne, blood stains the crown

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Enough with the crazy shit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Nah, shit, my life is boring shit,

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his glass table

Aint gon repeat this shit

It ain't like that