This is a song about "Shitty cunts"

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

You soundin a little shitty fool,

Haters gettin shitty

Lord knows you've been busy

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

If we don't see eye to eye, then fuck the cunts in the government!

Less shitty whites bragging how there parents

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

So like i said before don't act a fool

Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Like an erection on these weak cunts my bars hit heavy