This is a song about "F ur self"

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

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

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Relying only on self

Sweet, okay makes sense

Texting my mama current self

Self-hatred...i hate you...and myself

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

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

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

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

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