This is a song about "How i fucked you"

That happen to act like a black president

You are about to get mind fucked(mind fucked)

You think you hardcore i already fucked the beat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

How fucked up it can be,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I'm sure you must have smiled and i fucked up and i missed it.

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Here i am sitting, wondering how you are, how your doing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I fucked your girlfriend last night, did she tell you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Bitch you are about to get mind fucked

I ain't trying to be ignorant

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Now all i can think about is how you've fucked with her head