This is a song about "Fucked yours on"

Uh. this the kind of shit that starts off on track and gets real fucked up.

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

And normally, i'd try to end this fucked shit on a high.

Epic, they used to feed me detours

And your brain you better be using yours,

Your skills are as fucked a bitch,stop bleeding on rap pad

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Dreamt i fucked a bad bitch and woke up on time

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Challenge, or rapper thinking he can battle yours