This is a song about "Stinky shit"

Aint gon repeat this shit

The dead society of a poet

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Find yourself in serious shit"

Mc hammer too legit

I swear they talking shit

With these cheese that i'm chewing they should call me stinky bishop/

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

If a nigga talkin shit

I ain't playin with this shit

No car key and i mean that

I said here take this shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

You can feel it via spirit

I talk about real shit