This is a song about "Fuck tyler"

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

I was playing with guns

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

Fuckty fuck fuck, lets rip shit up and fuck,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

Fuck your criteria

Oh, mama got a visa