This is a song about "My fucked up boyfriend"

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

My boyfriend is clever

Pour amaretto and get fucked up,

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

I then fucked up, i forgot my lighters, but i have matches,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I live my life in tha fast lane

The fucked up shit that goes on in my brain

You fucked up my heart in every single way,

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Notice how none of my lines need rhymes because of my fucked up mind,

Fucked up preacher fuck all world religion my life is a fucking teacher

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

How fucked up it can be,

Trying to catch me riding dirty