This is a song about "F you"

So why the f should i be in his

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

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

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

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

Believe me i've got enough rough and tough inside me to f*** you up.

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,