This is a song about "Fuck all of you"

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Now we are running rap, so fuck all of you tools

Open the fuck up hell needs me i tried all your phones, i know your home, fuck you,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Fuck with my homies we'll fuck all you guys up

On they car note to go to the club

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

Ill fuck you like one of my clients

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Thinking i give a fuck what any of you all think?

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

I don't give a fuck about you 'cuz i'm mocking it all,

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

24 bars you nigga gonn eat, fuck all the studying, i read