This is a song about "Fuck everyone"

Third ward general, young cash money

Everyone is doubting me

Everyone thinks i’m nothing but trouble,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

All i know is everyone just stay the fuck away from me

Of yourself now everyone just

But got comma’s in my statement

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

So the ones eye has freak don't run

I used to have a crush on everyone

Everyone looks over, a proofreader glance

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

Everyone around laughed

Rats get mouse trapped