This is a song about "Fucking angela"

Bun b, i’m underground king

Dry land , but its my fucking

Then you're fucking confused,

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

And im here to fucking win,

And i like the hoes that need passion

Fucking painting picture

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

And blast you with his fucking

But i ain't listening

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Only fucking geniuses drowning

When is it gonna fucking learn?

To whom it may concern

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition