This is a song about "Rude"

Now who's the king of these rude, ludicrous, lucrative lyrics

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

So i drank a bottle of seltzer. dude i know i was rude im used to causing a

It's that crack, give you something to sell

But as rude and as indecent as all hell

Too rude, so it's "nah, i'll sleep with my pillows picked"

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

But as rude and as indecent as all hell

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

So don't get pissed if i'm kinda rude.

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Police be barging into homes but that's rude

Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you

Convinvin me that its rude i was fuckin stu-