This is a song about "Jeff f"

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

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

When she f***in' turns around

Walking on the ground

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Never even seen an 'f' slashed on my report card.

You a young jeff bridges,

So let 'em chase love

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Just bodied versace, they not me so f them

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn