This is a song about "Not giving in the rumors"

Of not giving a fuck, and fucking the listing

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Not giving a shit because im too dyamn surreal,

Tell them girls right there that the man right here

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

'til the day i stop breathin' i'm not giving it up

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

Stuck in, juxta#position next to these demons i keep #giving,

Not giving a fuck what the haters say

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Sat back as the spectre giving orders to the interceptor thats not the authority