This is a song about "F girl"

"becky o m f g this is so unreal

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

But i just can't stand how f***** up the whole world is

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

Never even seen an 'f' slashed on my report card.

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Just bodied versace, they not me so f them

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

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

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen