This is a song about "Fuk you"

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Baby you know i love you

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Two reflections into one

You always thought you won

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

South beach fountain blue

See you, touch you, hear you

I call em up, they might fall through

You know that i love you

Fuk it right here right now or even next week

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

Educate yourselves, of africa

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?