This is a song about "Conkers bad fur day"

And i ain't never plan to be famous

It was such a bad day when the pricks told us

Then the stars don't even matter

I fucking cut off your dogs fur

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

My bitches had a bad day twerk it up

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Nigga had a bad day, throw it up

Ruins every day

Got problems, what? i can't say

Your punches to satan are like loose fur that just tickles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Bullet in your ass! my fur is bulletproof, you lose when i tell the truth, through

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night