This is a song about "You are shit"

So finally might make sense, when these rappers are talking shit

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Are you hearing this? this shit is laughable

Im happier when high and drunk

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

You are not a king or queen your real shit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

When you know that you are

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Shit my bars are heavy as pounds

Your rhymes are all whack, there so shit you must of pulled em out of your crack,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back