This is a song about "Fuck this and fuck that"

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

And that trash was crazy cause we were all lazy as fuck

Fuckty fuck fuck, lets rip shit up and fuck,

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Fuck around and hear that thunder sound,

And i don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

Fuck that - and fuck you too!

Is because of you

Steady shouting fuck basic and all that revolves around it

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places