This is a song about "Fuckk you"

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

You liberace's, versace's, and you nazis,

Baby you know i love you

She gonna dance when that molly through

You know you wanna quit

That's when you know you doing shit

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

You talkin bout you breakin out

I shocked you now you numb

Car seats got screens in them

Don't fuck around and make it true

See you, touch you, hear you

Whether you wrong or you right

Cause if you run the light

I'll tell you baby that we're through

No thank you, just fuck you,