This is a song about "Shitting my pant"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album

Explicit is how i spit it shitting on em like a pidgeon

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

I go, in when i start putting words out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass

No one-half and i hate math

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

Spitting the venom while shitting within em, until they soul need a enema

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win