This is a song about "Motherfuckin nigga"

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

We've got that motherfuckin' terrifying sinister flow,

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

To having a motherfuckin' fortune too...

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

With all the motherfuckin' guys get the ladies why they drinkin' then

On the stand i'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga

Our history that they stole, africa

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

And i'm eating up they croutons, erica to milan

8 guys nutty like an motherfuckin' octagon pecan

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

To tell you the motherfuckin' truth

I'll kick you in your motherfuckin' butt nigga,

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla