This is a song about "Fuch you"

All up under the covers day

Like you understand what you say

You think i'm lying to you

It's really not an issue

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

See you, touch you, hear you

They at the same spot they making no progress

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

You know that i love you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Baby you know i love you

Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you