This is a song about "Turd burglar"

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Shit... turd flow- each bar's on my cess pit checklist

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

You stole my heart like a burglar, and then up and away you went

Turd flow- each bar's on my cess pit checklist

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped