This is a song about "Fuck your pity"

Yeah we pity few in a city queue

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Bring the battering ram where you live

Money rules this city,nobody got pity

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

While working on my mistakes

Just to fuck with your brains

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Fuck the "story of your life"

Now i gotta fuck your mother

Huh, i can't interpret her

Fuck your outdated education

So fuck the speculation

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

But i don't need your fucking pity so don't even shred a tear