This is a song about "Muthafucka"

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

You suck yo its true bro, i'll tell you one last time muthafucka lay low!

Entitled to my choice of tombstone kill any muthafucka who threatnes my throne

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

Coming, shady records muthafucka we gone bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

In your grave back off of me muthafucka you better behave otherwise i'll

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire