This is a song about "Fuck me in the puss"

Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out

She looked me in the eyes and told me i dont fuck around

Strap the fuck in we finna take a ride on the wild side tell me please

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Knowing you can no longer party

Who the fuck think they can stop me.

I be gettin' money

What the fuck happened to me?

Baby got that super bass

Fuck me in my fat ass

Alcatraz was purchased by a white man

Fuck it just call me the weatherman

I am in the firecracker mode dont fuck wit me alone you fuckin wit me alone

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Off a plank, and tell me what in the fuck are you thinking