This is a song about "You are shit"

But here you are this the only shit you can get

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

And my posse they are with me so don't cry you shit g

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You're in a seminar

Who do you think you are

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

Shit my bars are heavy as pounds

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

You are not a king or queen your real shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

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

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit