This is a song about "Shitting on rappers"

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Om on that seiniro never see you rappers later,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm tired of rappers thinking they're on a higher level

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

On this mic i turn satan, rappers fightin to break the horns

Get high together, left ny together

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

Road kill grill on a track these rappers dead to me

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

I bet that mirror gon show you

While shitting or fart, hard enough to