This is a song about "F school"

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

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

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

And whoever the villain is, is none o f your business,

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

Just bodied versace, they not me so f them