This is a song about "Fucking liars"

Fucking painting picture

But is you trynna be dinner

Tell them niggas we coming

Just caking and fucking

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

On this fucking world may be the fucking underworld

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Myers, liars, try us, bar fires, slash ya car tires,

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

And she fucking me cuz im a fucking g

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

Will have you fucking leaning ho, cause even fucking goonies know

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

More lube, squeeze this mother fucking tube, [ehehehe] im so fucking rude,