This is a song about "You and shit"

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

And cop some heaping gratitude before i hit you in your shit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Whenever you hear some shit and can't refuse it

Can you tussle and breathe with the shit,

The real muscle in the message of that

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

You're spittin shit that isn't real and you pretend that it is

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Whenever you hear some shit and can't refuse it

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

And i just shit all on you i call that dropping logs.

You say okay , aha , and the rest of that shit like im discussing you and you agree

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family