This is a song about "Go fuck himself"

But he forced himself to forget,

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Fuck betta go check on my status!

To fuck himself over

How simple they are

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

Tell that nigga don't trip, just go change my tired fuck

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

If you don’t like it i don’t care go fuck yourself

Fuck trying, go ahead keep lying

I was born to do the damn thing

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

So he told himself "fuck it i'll be different"