This is a song about "Mad cunts"

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

Sneak up on attack

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

I'm the king of england and you cunts have been told

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

No car key and i mean that

If i would be too mad

Kid who always looks mad

All i need is the notepad

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Let the beat spin like mad

Quick flipping up sexy back

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

C is for crazy cunts critizing crap, no lie