This is a song about "F u sonny"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

She dont have a problem with, with

So why the f should i be in his

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

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

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

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

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

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

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Im gonna ration these f bombs heres a serving of fuck you