This is a song about "My f"

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

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

How could i not blow? all i do is drop f-bombs, feel my wrath of attack

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

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

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,