This is a song about "F you"

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

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

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

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

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

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

F u are my favorite letters

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

"becky o m f g this is so unreal

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

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

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

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