This is a song about "The shit"

Hit the soothing spliff on some buddha shit

I put some cash in ya pocket

Can you tussle and breathe with the shit,

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

And drop the gossip shit,

You ain't gon find that

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

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

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

You don't mean that, you faggot

You just know that's the new shit

Dancing with the devil, hoarding useless shit

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

That hoover figg get the money shit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that