This is a song about "My fuck up thoughts"

Fuck with my homies we'll fuck all you guys up

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Thoughts gone or up for the taking

Where the thing is amazing

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Now shut the fuck up and kiss my toes

I control my own destiny, i won't let anyone fuck it up

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

The glare makes me hard to find

Too many thoughts, cant make up my mind

Gives me jumbled up thoughts creeping through my head

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Trying to get my thoughts gathered,

Yeah you know i got that work