This is a song about "Facebook rap"

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

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

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

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

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

When we first met we were on that facebook shit

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Well she left him never spoke, not even a reply to his facebook poke,

Hold in the truth for so long that you eventually explode!

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Posting a pic, get facebook likes