This is a song about "I wana fuck u"

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

One two three everybody wana be

Fuck you fuck u off and move to the next lad

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

I love u so much i guess u have other plans

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

You kids sweet / fuck ur bitch tweets/u dudes r pussy

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

These are questions i wana ask when your listening

I aint scared to merk u

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through