This is a song about "Fuck toronto"

He might have the same whip

Fuck being counterfeit

Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

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

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

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