This is a song about "Shove it up"

They infiltrate our homes, africa

And i never had to shove ya

Your wits are shit, keep talking and i'll take this here drill bit and shove it in your eye,

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

And shove my rhymes up your ass and declare you a fraud.

A happy family, no more problems leading to a push and shove

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Our everything, you devoured it up.

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Shove you in collapsed caskets

Your weak so give it up, while i live it up

What a mess! but we clean in the club