This is a song about "Shitting yourself"

And right now, you're chillin, mind on yourself.

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

For a fact, you might lose yourself

Wish i could shed all these tears

I made it myself

Then you ished yourself

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

While shitting or fart, hard enough to

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Breaking ribs, shitting top hits just in case you missed

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Hold up, you might be think'n to yourself

I'm on deck i'm up next

When you don't fuckin' suck yourself,