This is a song about "Fuck kelly"

Fuck being counterfeit

The master of this rap shit

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Fuck what you say fuck what you do

And it rules everything around them

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

And no nigga gon love you

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

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

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

They bringing me fish and chips