This is a song about "Stupid shit"

Stupid shit feeling fluid is as to fit i might quit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

You stupid? there's no such thing

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Look in the scope, my people still a target

The way we making money on some stupid shit

You just stupid guy and hang around with stupid guys

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

They wince at pop music and stop stupid

How dare you call me stupid!

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Even though you know it is stupid

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit