This is a song about "Fed up"

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Fed up, so pack your bag is what you choose to do

You could say i'm friends with fred

Bullets is what you was fed

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

So fed up with my thoughts like they are a buffet

I'm fed up of failing, think i'll have more fun masturbating,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Your chick will be fed up and gone and then called fedex

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Don't believe that shit that we've been fed

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Well aren't you getting fed up

Your raps are like orphans who havn't been fed

Finished mean done, and done mean dead