This is a song about "Ur just shit"

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit

Slow and steady wins this race

Talkin shit all up in ur face

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak

How could u take on anybody, ur shit is fuckin weak

So pussy go back home,go school,ur shit mind is wrong

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Only had to read half ur shit to know ur not that clever

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Im on my drooly gooly shit,call me rl stine, pull out the power drill take ur spine,

I'm gettin paid for my trade but i'm still realand if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme

N ur bars shit!,so little brat quit!,,im up 2 slash ur ass with ma insights spit!,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

With g's in my pocket

Im made of just rap no quire shit.