This is a song about "Shitty highlighter"

Make'm forefeit and i'm porshin 600 horses

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

I’m tryna be low key

Haters gettin shitty

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

You're mascot cause when i here your shitty songs i just yawn

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

The memories were to shitty to even last,

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

But i got these shitty jobs, and look at me, i’m educated,

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Less shitty whites bragging how there parents

Shitty, you come to this battle unprepared

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

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

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine