This is a song about "Fuck tht"

Clap two times if you drunk

Call tht a covenant

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

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Sky high, iced out paradise

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

But five years from now i bet she see

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

But i pray to god tht i, dnt get hurt

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

No time waste, regrettin tht yu were born...