This is a song about "Your full of shit"

My mind full of lesions left behind the bull shit reasons

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Getting to you like a thorn in your side, full of scorn/

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Your bitch just ain't full of you, she just might be a dyke

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Hand full of all the drugs your body can handle

Your full of jealousy it' something i never had,

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Full of shit, that is us, greater factors, wacker fucks

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Because your shit is getting me full,

You can end this verse premature