This is a song about "I m gunna fuck him and yo man"

I think you fuck yo father,

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Man fuck this shit; yo, i'm goin' the fuck home

What can i say you gunna hate and use racial slang

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Man, fuck am i hungover and goddamn i

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Will somebody please show me how

Yo you gunna loose this battle now