This is a song about "Fucking thesae bithes"

Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

Be fucking specific

But see i planned a trip

See, now im the fucking king

But he don't rule a thing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Dry land , but its my fucking

Fucking maggot fucking a faggot

See i let my nigga split that

I'll scream my fucking head off

Speed up, patience, please cause

Then you're fucking confused,

I must go like fly route

One time for the 305, though

Fucking assholes will go