This is a song about "Shitting mallows"

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

He's still shitting, whether he's on salary paid hourly

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

While shitting or fart, hard enough to

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew