This is a song about "Fuck u in the vagina"

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Ma bars will knock u in the floor and leave u unconscious/

Fuck you fuck u off and move to the next lad

I don't know why i'm even on this track

If the day comes that u say its over ima be sitting in my down in the rain,

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Your balls big vagina

You made me wanna

Fuck that u would die on the spot no propper oxygen

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Now get off the mic coz i say fuck u

I got plans tonight

Bitch cuz amma fuck u tight

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

From the sky , u study in fucking