This is a song about "The shit"

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Hit the soothing spliff on some buddha shit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Enough with the crazy shit

Icy kash, wit the dope shit

And you all will respect that

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.

I know what you do with that

Can you tussle and breathe with the shit,

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

The whole body remits, loose as shit