This is a song about "Working on my shit"

Baby im on my other shit,

The dead society of a poet

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Certainly working on personal courtesies

Your playing my shit on repeat

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

For the shit i signed my name on

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

I'm on my figure 8 shit

Pass that, catch back, fast that

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

Preaching on green like im working for a lesson

Like wolverine stepson attacking a deadly weapon

I'm working on four dimensions

Now, nigga, it’s the prince