This is a song about "Fuck wits"

In this known art of wits

All green nigga pick six

They bringing me fish and chips

But most of the time i'm out my wits/

Fuck that - and fuck you too!

She gonna dance when that molly through

Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,

Then some lady named billie holiday

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

We hustle to survive

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy