This is a song about "Mein f"

Be careful and get ready to f*ckin cry

That's the window into the sky

Now everybody put your hands up high

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

F u are my favorite letters

Talking of the gods you serve

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

And whoever the villain is, is none o f your business,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

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

It ain't hard to make money

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

So why the f should i be in his

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches