This is a song about "Fs and ds"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

And i came on her double d's

Like being garbage some type of disease

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And we crazy, homes

And nasty remains and bones

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Need a bitch to backtrack she failin double d's

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

And once i'm dead and gone

Don't gotta wait long