This is a song about "Fuck the port"

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

But memories make me say what the fuck?!

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

From the back seat, back seat

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

"what the fuck? this is fucking sick, bitch, fuck you,"

And if i do go you better come through

Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

And men'll chase love

Where the fuck the chorus

This bag is from seattle

Fuck the rules of this battle,

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Boy what the fuck, not again, naah, no, not the fuck, fuck a rucus, suck a bus