This is a song about "Shitting on kids"

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Still on my grind, got a lot of kids at home

While shitting or fart, hard enough to

No more amore, i refuse to force you

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

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

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

Live on the beach,sunny outside kids playin n da heat

How many kids you know with scars on there arms at the age of ten?

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again