This is a song about "Fuck authority"

It may be not the same for you

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

Hopin' that my niggas see

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

And, i don't call it fuck

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Fuck what ya heard, 'cause in reality there's no authority/

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Sat back as the spectre giving orders to the interceptor thats not the authority

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see