This is a song about "Fucking in durbs"

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

Cuz i be hidden in a shadows like a fucking rat

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

Proper-ly in slanted postures nigga we some mutha fucking monsters

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

But there's one in my basement now head and fucking limbless

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Fucking around in class teachers thinking i'm an imbecile

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious

And i got them gold bottles, first place

You fucking hoe, wanna get left in hallways?

I'm just fucking round in class

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

I'm everything that they call nice

Peter pan in my youth, fucking fairies