This is a song about "Fucken"

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

So i'll sit here and fucken explain

Then turn it back on u wat a fucken joke

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

And for your fucken information fool

I told myself that i would play it cool

Why i'm fucken falling in each step i'm walking?

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

Now all i wanna do is fucken smoke

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

Now all i wanna do is fucken smoke

Every night i stroke hoes

Cause your life fucken blows

To fucken murder your sleazy ass-bitch so easy

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see