This is a song about "Shit up"

Stirring up a crock of it, the opposite of poppin' sick shit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Readin the news you see some fucked up shit

I put the nigga in his casket

Shit sun never came up

Throwin you a dub

You must give up your shit is weak

The revolution will proceed

Rappin is my profession so i always come up with fresh shit.

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Rappers i look up to they got records, i'mma break that shit

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

My passport got stamped before a couple rhymes

Blow this shit up harder then landmines

My brain is the haziest, come up with some amazing shit

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that