This is a song about "Fuck yo feelings"

Man fuck this shit; yo, i'm goin' the fuck home

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

My fame is bin laden, yo, we blowing the fuck up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Hey yo yo,wassup homo,get the fuck off the game

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Fuck yo bitch call me green, you just startin drama,

They bringing me fish and chips

I don't give a fuck about feelings,

Fuck yo bankroll nigga around me you aint neva safe

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

I gotta get away, but there's no where to hide from my storm cloud.

Boy, boy fuck the chorus for now, fuck man, you'll have to bring yo' muhfuckin ears out