This is a song about "Fuck what you say"

Say what you wanna but

I don't really give a fuck

For a perfect mother’s day

So yeah fuck what they say

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

But hey, you know what they say,

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

What the fuck you gon say?

All up under the covers day

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

You say fuck da world and say you gonna change da structure

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,