This is a song about "This shit garbage"

All this medication doesn't help shit,

Now this shit is turning to a habit

You, you, you have to pay for that

There's rules to this shit

Overdosed on that garbage, brain washed

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

You don't mean that, you faggot

Wit my kin that i came in wit

With all of this rap shit

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

You might say this is garbage but its talent

I literally could shit on paper and it'd be better than this garbage

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

You can feel it via spirit

Deezy, runs this rap shit,