This is a song about "Little f"

My niggas clownbring a pound

When she f***in' turns around

I'm why baby mamas leave

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

Be careful and get ready to f*ckin cry

You other brothers can’t deny

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

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

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

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

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