This is a song about "Fuck em and go"

So go on (and) hit the light, tell ‘em it’s my right

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

You're the don, go up to carlcee and tell him shit, see if he doesn't fuck

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Beat 'em up, and see them go on facebook to make them crap status.

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

And as they go further you see em getting shorter

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Go to europe and put neurofens in my syrup and stirred em

With two chicks, sadistic

Fuck em up with my dick

Anyone who try and fucking doubt me fuck around and then i go and then i send em fuckin home right

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

We need to set our goals and go out and chase em