This is a song about "Johnny fucking"

Or let the mob handle that

Be fucking specific

Intendent attend them, cool cause

I'll scream my fucking head off

Fucking the real bitch, rhianna? beyonce? am i gay, fucking eminem?

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

And she fucking me cuz im a fucking g

Third ward general, young cash money

Straight g thing, double m g thing

And blast you with his fucking

Only fucking geniuses drowning

You love pretending like your love for learning

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Dry land , but its my fucking