This is a song about "F u"

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

You gotta breathe and be at ease

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

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

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

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

So why the f should i be in his

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Chinga tu madero i just said f*ck you in spanish

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

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

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin