This is a song about "Fucking milford"

Organized crime, i kill your boss

I'll scream my fucking head off

Fucking maggot fucking a faggot

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Pour out a little liquor

Fucking painting picture

Only fucking geniuses drowning

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

From the sky , u study in fucking

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

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

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Time fucking froze, death is just another fucking foe

Then you're fucking confused,

But radio ain't trying to follow suit