This is a song about "Fast f"

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

The faker they shakin' my hand

Bars coming nice and fast

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

F u are my favorite letters

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Bars coming nice and fast

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

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

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

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