This is a song about "Fuck petr"

He lying i’m on papers

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Rollin' down the four o five

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

I know you're mad, but so what

I say im hot as fuck

Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Fuck your criteria

Oh, mama got a visa

And, i don't call it fuck

I thought it'd get better but

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters