This is a song about "Fuck you bitch"

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

Fuck you, bitch, imagine me bitch, i had feed myself with tree mosses

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

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

The opposite of sympathy fuck you and all your problems bitch

Long as she come to me first

Shut the fuck up bitch! you just got served!

But ima end on a bad note bitch fuck you to

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

Here i go again, searching for love

Bitch i'll fuck you for some target practice

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Mama, fuck you, little bitch, mood swings, now i'm grounded?

Fuck you laylow your a bitch with no life

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive