This is a song about "F ur self"

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

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