This is a song about "Fucking courtney"

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

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

Only fucking geniuses drowning

I'm on the run, keep running

Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

My flows fucking cray cray

She say all men treat her wrong way

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping

See, now im the fucking king

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Place your fucking bets before i slice her fucking breasts

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

And im here to fucking win,

We no longer close or nothing

And blast you with his fucking