This is a song about "We fell in a hole toilet paper really gross misspelled things on the roof"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Sooner, later im a hater looking down on the lyrics on the paper.

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Lets give your face a new look, ill take a photo, itll be on the front paper

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/

To the gullible im unstoppable as is compatible, bringing in the capital

Squirrel is running on the roof

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Invited myself in the gates secretly almost sank in a sink hole, reached in my socks

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

I'm just grateful there's a roof and food on the table

Theres a hole in my pocket

Living out of a homeless shit