This is a song about "A bitch that talks behind backs"

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

But i kind of like the way that it talks

Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn

Them they never left me lonely/ remember the kick backs that we had / man

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

Man but this ain't no sign language

But if i die tonight

Behind a smile there they hide,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Have that bitch crawling like a motherfucking critter,

Subliminal hints, life's a bitch that dissed you,

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

This little girl that got left behind