This is a song about "Shovel"

Hard to shovel the cold crap out of the way

I was gonna write you a poem today

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

While the poor just shovel shit, and can't afford to pay the rent,

They need a shovel just to make it out the door to get more of it

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

But man, dig deeper and shovel something behind

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Always keep a goalie on on me, i ain't for that maury talk

Well, ain't no prob i got the same shovel that daemon brought

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Or i'll do worse than a psycho does with a metal shovel