This is a song about "Fuck the world and everything in it"

Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out

I tried to fuck the world and couldn't even get aroused

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

My nature, its all love, that's how that shit be goin

Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

And spit all over the world from on top it

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

Fuck love, it ain't no place fo a nigga in this world so rough

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

All black everthing on some jigga shit

I'm about to pick up the world and shake it

Said i wanted to be the greatest in the world and thats when i felt it

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit