This is a song about "You fucker"

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Ain't no mother fucker harder than

Make the mother fucker melt

Bout time i got my respect

Yellin at my father in front of the church sayin fuck you and the kindergarten priest fucker,

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Mother fucker just like oedipus

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Here mother fucker how do you like bacon now, when i stomp your teeth so you can't even shout

A working genius, a work of art

Militia mother fucker, that's a discard

Standing here spitting here i go acapella on this mother fucker

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Now fucker shit done escalated,