This is a song about "Fuck the worlf"

It’s gutter symphony fuck the industry,

And i'm going to embalm my creativity

Fuck the dea and fuck the feds

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Fuck all the blacks and fuck all the motherfuckin whites

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Fuck you fuck u off and move to the next lad

I decided to fuck the chorus

Always knew where the pot was

What the fuck are you thinkin

She all on my skin