This is a song about "Fuck thots"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Money i make em buck

No days off and that's even on a snow day

Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity

But fuck destiny and fuck legacy

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Dc has never seen such progress

Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress