This is a song about "The shit"

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

Thats stuck threw all the shit,

You can feel it via spirit

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Dancing with the devil, hoarding useless shit

Yeah, for the kids going through shit/

And that's jay line i had to quote that

And you all will respect that

You can save the pussy shit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

To provide the basics, lets face shit

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

You already did the bad thing damn shit

Cause they don't know the true shit.

With these macs i've got a bad habit