This is a song about "Fucking tallulah"

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Then you're fucking confused,

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Fucking painting picture

And i just want to hold her

My flows fucking cray cray

Be as your way

Yeah i fucking do it

Rack, rack city shit

To fucking serious,

Good kids make bad grown ups

When is it gonna fucking learn?

I killed my manager with an iron