This is a song about "Fucking your dad"

To increase my ends

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

The jager in my cup is licorice black

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

Have your dad and fuckin gramps, catch a mutherfuckin cramp

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

Your mom and dad on the list,so i make the tryst,

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

I hate your fucking guts.

As she goes through the levels

On your fucking penis depot

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though