This is a song about "Fuck on"

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

On the phone, fuck im feelin dizzy, rippin out the cord

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Back the fuck up, i'm on a rampage like jackson

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Fuck this class assignment smokin' on the finest

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Now you got me hopped up on that

But now im on that fuck shit

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

And i'mma show you how the south was won

I will fuck your mom with strap on,

Sitting on the roof and yell fuck everything

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting