This is a song about "Glocks moms fuck you up"

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

If i tell you to shut the fuck up

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Knife in my pocket to compliment the glocks..time's up bitch..stop the clocks

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Moms asked where i'm goin', to the hood if you ain't knowin'

Now thank you eminem you taught how to fuck up

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

Call it cliche when i fuck you up