This is a song about "Toilet roll"

It's apart of her goal

Lay low youll make bank roll

Open up your contacts then scroll

I was on the pay roll

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Your flow is synonymous to what's in my toilet bowl

Pockets probably like fried food

Take u to the toilet to poop?

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

You bitches ain't nothing but shit that's in my toilet

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

You're just mad that i'm like expensive toilet paper

Women at my pole

Cameras take, credits roll

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

Yet he tried to flush me down the toilet?