This is a song about "Fancy f"

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

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Nothin fancy about no bounty baby im frantic

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

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

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

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice