This is a song about "Shit up"

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

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Fuck up your shit and bang your girl

And he, what's his name, earl

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

To stir it up like a spoon in a cauldron of shit

You never play with young boys cause they never private

You a retarded ginger piss me off ill fuck up your shit

I know the world been waiting for that

Finna blow up quick, kill beats and toe-tag shit,

I’m way harder than the concrete

You must give up your shit is weak

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

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