This is a song about "Who the fuck"

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

And who the fuck is you, you claiming you'se the king of what?

I'm done man i don't really give a fuck who wins me you or the next guy i

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Middle finger out the window, who wanna fuck with me?

Wondering when the fuck will chief keef grow up? who knows?

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Who the fuck is the academy i want a reward for all my hard work equal score

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

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

Fuxk the nines the eight next the seven i only fuck girls who look

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good