This is a song about "Fuck 1 fuck another"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

Uh ha, you know what

I say im hot as fuck

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

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

Fuck 1 2 3 syllables im resurrecting multis from cardiopulmonary arrest,

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck