This is a song about "Tropical shit"

Enough with the crazy shit

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

She crazy, that stalker shit

Wondering shit, questioning shit

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Look in the scope, my people still a target

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit

Cause we done did that

I talk about real shit

And ain't worryed bout shit.

You ain't gon find that

You worthless piece of shit

See i let my nigga split that