F**k You

You know what? I use to get really mad about hate comments And I use to focus on them a lot So much, that it would start to depress me And make me be like, you know what Fuck this, fuck these fuckin' people, I fuckin' hate 'em And, it made me overlook the good comments, that people were leaving I started realizing, you know what? The hate comments don't fuckin' get to me, anymore I've learned to take the hate comments, and turn them into fuel I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" And, since you showin' so much love, lemme show some back, too Fuck You I spent my whole life tryin' to be the nice guy What that get me? Pats on the back, like nice try Switchblade nigga stab me, in the backside And critics say, "Can't say nigga, cracka, act right" No, maybe I'm a light-skin, black guy Or maybe, pastor should've drowned me, when he baptized Fuck, these small fries, I ain't doin' no shows for free Tell the devil suck my dick, he gotta sell his soul to me Ooh, get a load of me, guess, I ain't a good Christian Tryna follow Jesus, in the hood, with the sinners Curses in the past, countin' blessings in the future Tryna turn my setbacks, into Hallelujahs Grew up like a screw up, just a juvenile delinquent Cruisin', bumpin', Juvie, or some Jigga, Big Pimpin' Now, people listen, dissin', tellin' me the shit they thinkin' So, this one here for you, 'cause who am I to end tradition? 'Cause, I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" And, since you showin' so much love, lemme show some back, too Fuck You I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" And, since you showin' so much love, lemme show some love, too Fuck You I remember this one time, in the winter When I entered the world, out my momma's placenta Uh, ah, that's some gross stuff, yeah, fuck, I know I'm so sick, of these assholes, think they could see through, assholes Hold the phone, I think a homophobic joke was made Someone call, Sacramento, right now, and close the fuckin' state We can't have rappers, yappin' 'bout buttholes, during our parade But, it's okay to throw dildos like hand grenades at kids and wave Hand grenades? That's a bit extreme, is it, Queen? 'Cause, my mind is blown at all that you condone but call obscene I just call it how I see it, not too many like me left Man, what kind of world are we in? Never right, unless you left, I digress I won't rest, until the press can never lie, well, looks like I'ma never die Ha, go to hell and ugly looks from girls, when I say hi So, my middle fingers' high, bitch, bye I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" And, since you showin' so much love, lemme show some back, too Fuck You I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" I think people really love to say, "Fuck you" And, since you showin' so much love, lemme show some love, too Fuck You