This is a song about "You anit shit"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Y'all needa get ya shit together cause against society you ain't shit

You know i’m better off without you

You wna call me shit then ill call you shit to

You just know that's the new shit

The dead society of a poet

Happen to you , nothing is shit

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

That if you treat people like shit you gonna be like shit.

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

You worthless piece of shit

You know, work that

Toilet know literally you ain't shit

Moms really getting mad when i call you that