This is a song about "Fuck ya"

What the fuck makes you think i'll be coming to a stop with ya warning shot,

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

But hey fuck y'all if ya don't use em.

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Ya first song was chronic masturbator, mines fuck ya baby,

No insulators to make you try to climb out as gladiators! (ha?)

Just keep trying to fuck wit my paper but bitches is scheming and so are ya

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

I got killers on my team that’ll get at you

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Leave ya a single father taking yo bitch get rich then fuck her and yo daughter

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Haha "fuck ya baby", we don't love them hoes!