This is a song about "Fuck boys and ebola who like fucking rapists ears"

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

And yea i like to fuck i got a fucking problem (repeat three times)

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

Fuck boys just keep envyin , (slow)

My head keeps spinning and ears keep ringing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Fuck your rumor i'm back, me and my boys making this a camaraderie

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

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

Like a fucking pussy whipped bitch, who just seemed like he needed

With murderers, rapists and battered lies

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice