This is a song about "Mothafuckin chaos is coming"

I'm a genius, a mothafuckin pop smash

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

Yeah, you mothafuckin' (insert insult here)

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Morning is coming, have to leave soon

Mothafuckin' difficult, ch-yeah, til then

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Systematically breed chaos, the #1 topic of discussion

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Knew it was coming the time is upon us

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Cause what's done is in the past it ain't never coming back