This is a song about "They fack it up"

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Fuck all the movies about love they can shove it up a glove or down a somebody's dove

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

The dealers made that shit into crack and they cooked it up,

But he don't rule a thing

I'll beat'em up till they vibrating

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Bitches suck me up like they just blazed it

They say they dont understand it,

Bet i'm heavy with that

Bitches is artificially duck

On how they set me up

When they get jealous, they confuse it

That's what i call it, it's full of shit