This is a song about "Ur just shit"

Momma say, you making me lose pay

Nigga...this shit is none of ur child's play

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

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Well, i can handle that

Im made of just rap no quire shit.

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Shit in her head youre nothing youre just shit

Girth as it turns into ur turf, two pints of punchline will do just fine

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Ur just a retard mothfcker ive seen after a long day,