This is a song about "Fuck your pity"

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Now i gotta fuck your mother

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Play them like they're my pity toys

Position, fuck your permission

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Fuck your criteria

Yeah, one time for the

Fuck your cronies it's his highness,

Let's have a toast for this new love

What up girl, tell me how you been

Fuck your outdated education

They must pity me, malcolm the dreadful

See these lights got me on another level

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Pity-not, hippyty-hop will never clot,