This is a song about "You are shit"

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Women who are told that they are on some "bitch shit",

Take notes please, your lines can't capture shit are you joking?

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Then you must've cheated, your raps are shit, not even completed, now your

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

You are excess,you are nobody to me,you are stranger

If you say my scripts are shit, bitch you dont know your shit

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

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

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

So that's why, cos the remainder are shit