This is a song about "Kush xans fuck boy"

So what i say boy, is... fuck critics

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Right now, so the boy can see it, i dont wanna be rude, neither crude, but fuck boy

People riot and destroy, but we ain't done cause we want to destroy

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Like my boy #lucifer said, i butt fuck it

Whore momy that i didnt do it, plus boy, i can say words, you couldnt even fuck one

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

And destroy any fuck boy who been pumpin the game with estrogen/

You fuck her in the ass, oh shit that your boy manny

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Now what was the chorus boy, fuck ya here we go

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Fuck you and your whole street, soulja boy gone bring the heat