This is a song about "Zach mazer shit"

How bout we blow this bit

Give me it holy shit

Because there ain't no coming back from that

All this medication doesn't help shit,

This rap was pretty shit,

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Razor grips, laser spit

Than life, i'm the fucking shit

No swing and a miss shit,

You can feel it via spirit

A little piece of shit

I know what you do with that

Or let the mob handle that

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Not basic i change shit

Saying they this and that