This is a song about "Fuck brady"

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

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Talking of the gods you serve

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

The jiggas and the tips

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.