This is a song about "Your nothing but shit"

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

You bitches ain't nothing but shit that's in my toilet

Shit in her head youre nothing youre just shit

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

You say your shit is nasty wack but it's just oregano

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

But all your memos talk about shit like ghetto echos,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

I don't spit nothing but 100% real shit.

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Your dad was nothing but a heavy dipper

Nothing but misery

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

If they could cut out all the busting

But joseph u aint did nothing