This is a song about "You are the dumb you got a f"

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

She going to borrow some money

Nobody is dumb enough to listen to you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

"you don't need a shrink, son, their ways are dumb".

Carolina where i made it from

The trust you put in the fund for nothing but fun but i guess you're too dumb

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

Gettin' dumb and dumber, you a brute, homes?

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

I put the f in unk so i'll be damned if you start walking out

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud