This is a song about "Fuck off bro"

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Fuck im coming off the dome with it

Are we living or dead bro

I'm rolling down the window

You wanna fuck with it just come at me bro

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

Poppin off the dome, i'm so blown bro, i'm zoned out

So stop it bro cause you don't know what the fuck i have been through,

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Knb bro fuck the haters, they traitors, tryna control you like they some dictators

Everynight i stare, and say my prayers, blood drips from the missing layers,

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Fuck off, have i made that understood

Well fuck off bitch its too late, ima synonym for danger

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her