This is a song about "Shitting yourself"

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Like when you shot yourself

We can never be friends

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/

Why bully? cause you got builled yourself?

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

You're just hand clapping for yourself

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

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

Hold up, you might be think'n to yourself

Roll up niggas be like sex