This is a song about "Facebook an girls"

By dating you mean looking over facebook and masturbating, well thats just hating your

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

But got love for them girls

Talking of the gods you serve

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

But you guy's are like facebook messages i have to wait for your reply,

Beat 'em up, and see them go on facebook to make them crap status.

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks