This is a song about "Fuck him"

I know that love it could begin

Well that's just fine with him

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Fuck satan, listen to him? never again will i fall into his sleeping den!

And chickie's never loved him

Lies, tangled with fiction

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

As i sit and think im thinking fuck the president kill him with no evidence

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

I started crying and freaking out at him, fuck you i said

In fact it was fuck him

She all on my skin

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

But im already better than him

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Go ahead try and fuck with the leader but you wont follow him you will be killed by him