This is a song about "Screw you golden freddy"

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

I feel i'll leave you niggas in a fuckin' spot when bustin' shots, golden chrome,

It's really not an issue

You spinning 'round like a fuckin screw

Work loud, chokin', all your reefer, it's soft spoken

Garage open, this moment is golden

Rideright back to the movies

So what you got golden teeth

My sim card's the bomb

Screw up the cup, i'm on

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

Well screw you, and fuck 'em too, i don't need no one, not even you "boo"

Just that hot i'm a lyricist that can't stop,i screw you off the top making the fumes

It's time for a change, time to rearrange, my life and its values, im just drinkin booze,

Get in a fight with freddy and win

She smiles; a niggas full of passion