This is a song about "Fucking emmalee"

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Place your fucking bets before i slice her fucking breasts

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Fucking painting picture

And blast you with his fucking

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

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

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

But we dont fucking loose,

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

My flows fucking cray cray

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Only fucking geniuses drowning

And now the present got you struggling

Dry land , but its my fucking