This is a song about "My f"

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Never even seen an 'f' slashed on my report card.

But i just can't stand how f***** up the whole world is

How i do itthinkin' i'm new to this

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Chinga tu madero i just said f*ck you in spanish

F u are my favorite letters

Let's enjoy our younger years