This is a song about "Mother fuckers"

And these lackluster whack fuckers question me

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Killin mother fuckers like as if in the end i get a prize

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Mother fuckers what you do,

Mother, o my mother

I said i'm hurting her

Aw man, it's been a ride

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Mother, o my mother

We're made for each other

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

Mother fuckers they are just in it for greed,

Clever mother fuckers, with satellites that hover,

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her