This is a song about "Fuck with no thot"

Thot in highschool naw we ain't knew that

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

He taught me how to write spit and fuck up those with no common sense

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

No need to try to degrade, why fuck with people since im not gettin played?

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

We dont fuck with no cops,

And mine somewhere bout mars

As i sit and think im thinking fuck the president kill him with no evidence

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Fuck that noise, no way no how

It's over, she got colder, now

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

Cause i ain't havin' no luck with this little bum foot so fuck it