This is a song about "Fucking birches"

Yeah i fucking do it

That real life shit

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Fucking the real bitch, rhianna? beyonce? am i gay, fucking eminem?

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

Folarin said we 6 million and running

Just caking and fucking

I was born to do the damn thing

From the sky , u study in fucking

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

To fucking serious,

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Be fucking specific

How bout we blow this bit

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Then you're fucking confused,