This is a song about "No giving a shit"

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

But it ain't no rules in this game giving slobs blue

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

On the couch, wasted giving no fucks

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Give you life for giving me a headache

I don't take shit from no one, especially not a tool,

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

I'm not battling i'm giving u a chit

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Imagine if you was raised around a fucker who couldn't stop giving you shit/

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,