This is a song about "Shitting on chests"

On my ride on the bills baby i

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition

Sending jabs with my bars they hitting hard and caving chests in

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

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

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

Said "why you acting pure as nixon?", she said "you had no permission

Screw up the cup, i'm on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

When you took my hand up so calm

Feel your chest on top on

Aight, keep going, on and on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john