This is a song about "U about that nut shit"

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

That's the shit that we address, admire how we talk about it,

In my drawsring, ring, ring

My shit, i know u loving

I brag about a lot of shit that i should be ashamed of,

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

Always arguments about shit that wasn't fair

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Funny shit about that sucking dick... i must admit, your man is great

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

You rap like crap it aint like that better u know how to spit or stop throwing shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

His girl? yeah i fucked her, bust a nut up in that cum dumpster

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

Ask around about me, niggas know i spit that real shit

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit