This is a song about "Fucking bitche"

I'll scream my fucking head off

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Stand for something or die in the morning

Only fucking geniuses drowning

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Then you're fucking confused,

She all on my skin

And blast you with his fucking

Will have you fucking leaning ho, cause even fucking goonies know

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Fucking painting picture

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

More lube, squeeze this mother fucking tube, [ehehehe] im so fucking rude,