This is a song about "Who u fuckin"

Bitch this shit is for every fuckin' kid who never played it cool,

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

Fuckin' punk you racist cops who shrug it off and call 'em things,

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

And u still just lil kid...who juz know how to cry yah!

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Who you know be fresher in this fuckin’ game?

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Fuckin shit, anybody who comes at me can suck my tiny dick

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Winning me is the best thing u made but who heard

But the good die young and bad slow so i hope u die fuckin slow cause uve made us feel so fuckin low

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Smack any fuckin’ bitch who try to use their teeth