This is a song about "Soup"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,

I brought the bowl of tomato soup onto the deck

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Scoopin up all the loot while im sippin on some matzah ball soup

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Want a taste of the lyrical soup,

And modify your opinion

Go to a soup kitchen

Soup pal every night i'm fucking a new gal i go straight to bed never let them

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

Or shift keys or it i placement cause