This is a song about "Fucking curtis"

And blast you with his fucking

Wait, now it's about eight something

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

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Only fucking geniuses drowning

Networking, meanwhile my stomach turning

On this fucking world may be the fucking underworld

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Dry land , but its my fucking

Go pop some pills or something

Get it back and shit

Yeah i fucking do it

And she fucking me cuz im a fucking g

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Tell them niggas we coming

See, now im the fucking king