This is a song about "Fuck with it"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

She fuck with me, she don't fuck with beginner/

Fuck with me i make ya genre red just like it got the blues

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

Fuck my job, my life and all that comes with it

But check out how i roll mine

Fuck with them you fuck with swine

If he does my soul to keep

Fuck it i'm done with this beat

Respect still there but ya boy's right here

You don't fuck with it whats your deal

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes is it real or

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for