This is a song about "Fuck your rymh"

I got something you've been waiting for

Now i gotta fuck your mother

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

This is how she want to live

You don't fuck with it whats your deal

I only roll with the real

Just to fuck with your brains

I know what it takes

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

Open the fuck up hell needs me i tried all your phones, i know your home, fuck you,

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

When you spill out hits

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice