This is a song about "Smearing shit"

Aint this shit easy, talkin big shit

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

It's all good, finna dog that

And drop the gossip shit,

All this medication doesn't help shit,

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Than life, i'm the fucking shit

Or let the mob handle that

Bet i'm heavy with that

Give me it holy shit

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

I put the nigga in his casket

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit