This is a song about "A little mixed bitch that s with the shits"

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Ecstacy, #oxy, a bit of weed mixed with meth that'll be #alright,

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Never been religious that shits boring like a game of chess

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

'till i see the sickening prison system improve a little, bitch it's,

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets