This is a song about "Rapid f"

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

And all my childhood memories

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

So why the f should i be in his

Lyrics fire and induce you in rapid succession

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate