This is a song about "Who youre fucking with"

Fucking loves me, but who doesn't, im for real

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Who you think is rootin for you?, how fucking dumb is you

Who coulda guessed that i'd become this stressed. i'm a fucking mess.

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Like a fucking pussy whipped bitch, who just seemed like he needed

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

To stand and oppose to those who fucking up the system,

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Those guys who were fucking the hottest girls are guys who girls now fucking despise,

Youre a cornball who claims to be among gods

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

You'll get a sickness that affects your head, be fucking vicious who you're