This is a song about "Fuckin the cashg"

You're fuckin' with the fifi bag

The third one is mixed, white and black

Get the fuckin ra after your

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

And i don't make no bed rock

'cause fuck the fuckin' plot,

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

The fuckin devil is a lie.

I'll make you think the fuckin' dead's risen,

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

You just working with the scraps you was given

They don't fuckin get it the vision

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Young roy the fuckin man