This is a song about "Screw you golden freddy"

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"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Im a screw up i just screw just so that im screwing

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

Garage open, this moment is golden

I swing at you with a golden bat

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

You spinning 'round like a fuckin screw

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Screw god's blessings i scream fuck you

Swear i'm trying to get through

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

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