This is a song about "Fuck sprite"

I dont even give a fuck

I know you're mad, but so what

Questioning the whole meaning

Purple sprite got me leaning

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

I'm in back writing music while drinking sprite

Gatorade with prometh, and sprite got me jolly

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity

Some niggas ain't got no luck

And, i don't call it fuck

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

I ain't tryna diss you

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,