This is a song about "Fuck the pope"

You just trynna be haters

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Fuck you fuck u off and move to the next lad

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Before he had a girlfriend what the fuck

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

But memories make me say what the fuck?!

That the pope, ain't gonna make anything fair, you just beter beware

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

Fuck the dea and fuck the feds

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets