This is a song about "If fuck your mum"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

And if you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

So keep fronting till my peeps come

So i can finally say to mum

I dont give a fuck if your a thug an use clips with slugs.

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

If you hate school just fucking leave it fuck it's your choice

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Dog i swear if you respond, i'ma fuck your ass and rip it

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

So if you didn't how i fuck ya bitch well your screwded tough luck ya bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge