This is a song about "Fucking bitchz and hustleing"

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

I call em up, they might fall through

And what fucking jail did i go to?

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Good deeds count for nothing and there's more to life than fucking,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I visited your sisters and we had some intimate fucking

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

And shoot the fucking sky,

And im here to fucking win,

Hmmm where should i begin