This is a song about "Fuck kabir"

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

What preceded was the clue

You can't tell me shit

Fuck being counterfeit

And, i don't call it fuck

And maybe i am but