This is a song about "Fuck you and you lies and bullshit"

Fuck you fuck u off and move to the next lad

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Fuck you and this im done

I'm a son of a gun

Radical larry, party, and bullshit

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Walkin' up and talkin' lies, you want something for free?

Never ever will you hear lies

And when i start to rise

Straight bad bitches i run, through

But it's still tongue-and-cheek, fuck you

I ain't tryna diss you

Fuck you and oh ya fuck you too

Cause i'll fuck around and kill you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh