This is a song about "Jeff f"

We don't ever make love

You a young jeff bridges,

Better yet they work my every nerve

Flexin on these haters, f-flexin on these haters,

They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

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

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,