This is a song about "How the fuck"

'coz how the fuck can you be friends with a craz-y

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

On how when you turned a fuck boy and the same day i turned celibate

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

Cause "how the fuck could this happen to our kids? they're smarter than this"/

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

Yeah, and i ain't saying that i'm nas here

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Were to examine this he would wonder how the fuck i come up with these lyrics,