This is a song about "Who the fuck studies"

Pain, he's ready for whatever

But who the fuck cares sir?

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Fuck lil wayne, and coach carter, im a baller, who goes harder than the heat and faggy lakers,

Who the fuck would've thought that one little lone mc

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

I’m tryna be low key

Who the fuck think they can stop me.

So who the fuck gonna bark next?

Carol city or was it the west

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

The fucking safety was on, now who the fuck did this

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

You don't know who the fuck you're taking to,