This is a song about "Shitting on chests"

While shitting or fart, hard enough to

It's really not an issue

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

Aight, keep going, on and on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Baby got that super bass

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

I spit this simple shit sicker like i've got chests of phlegm,

Will somebody please show me how

I wanna go on strike on life now,