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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Served you like a restaurant ,mixed with a bit of taunt

I got it mixed up with a big slut suckin' dick with the hiccups

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And with the little bit that i have left to do,

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

I gave that bitch a tiny little slap

My position improving, not to mention

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

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Now admit the feelings when they hit, don't be a pussy little wussy bitch,

'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

Maybe im just being a pathetic little bitch,

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image