This is a song about "Thalie f"

When she f***in' turns around

Now that's six cops found on that ground

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

Never even seen an 'f' slashed on my report card.

Where did my time go? i let it fly

Be careful and get ready to f*ckin cry

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like

But i just can't stand how f***** up the whole world is

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this