This is a song about "The soap pick it up"

I leave the janitor to pick up my every scrap

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

I can pick up a mic and say it

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

But a gotta pick up, step up to the plate

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

All the things to be closer when it just ends up to ten and some men who can't even pick up a pen

Im a thriller like mike jackson,stardom na im already a star im shooting pass them

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Bein sensible, take the ladder and pick up the cakes

That you just dropped the soap in prison

See, i'm second to no one

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

They come pick you up and say jump in the back seat.

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Notice every time i pick up the microphone and spit