This is a song about "I dont f with you"

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I dont just cut with swords

Or know them testament verses

So why the f should i be in his

So i dont need any management with it

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Chinga tu madero i just said f*ck you in spanish

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I dont know about you but i seek

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

But i just can't stand how f***** up the whole world is

Im gonna ration these f bombs heres a serving of fuck you

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with