This is a song about "Go naco care"

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

That my stomach's in need of emergency care,

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Sellin to kids without a fukin care,

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

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

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Scream enough, and this bitch just doesn't care.

Kids who need attention love and care

And got her room number, you can find me there

And you just blew off like who don't care and it ain't fair cause i care.

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Dont care about the hate