This is a song about "Fuck of"

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Ill fuck you like one of my clients

Aw fuck all this cuz of a poor sculpted gun chamber

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

And i don't fuck around with too much of ya'lls shit

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Contemplate about life and what the fuck i'm made of,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Fuck rap i'm sick of this!

I'm in love with your business

A couple bucks then give a fuck of some

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

So come and fuck with lucifer, 'cuz i'm the devil of rap,