This is a song about "Shitty dakota"

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

I want to be the greatest of this shitty generation.

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

Everybody put three fingers in the air

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Cos at my altitude i'm not a shitty boy

High on loud when i be ridin' out

It was shitty without a doubt

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

You bitch,your bars are like shitty first grader

With shitty education systems, why can we not make a dime?

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time