This is a song about "F"

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

So my name is dave f and let me burst upon the scene

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

So why the f should i be in his

Leaving a jaw in awe unable to f-f-f-fucking comment.

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

F u are my favorite letters

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Flexin on these haters, f-flexin on these haters,

They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die