This is a song about "Fucking and punching"

And blast you with his fucking

You should be running

And i love your mind and ambition

And im here to fucking win,

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Then sit back and fucking commit,

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

And its fucking funny

You make a nigga sing songs nice

And then i fucking leave

They fucking me and loving me

High heel wearer, hell of a body

And im going so fucking nuts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels