This is a song about "Shout let it all out"

Oh yeah, shout out to ma propers too...

If your man can't keep up wit you

Let the anger out lose your mind and shout

I go, in when i start putting words out

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

So let me shout my thrill

Yea and this is something to think about

Nowadays got it all figured out,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

And shout out to all the other rap chicks.

Now get up out the store 'fore the g's let it spray

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Shout out to aberdeen 1415 north b street