This is a song about "Admins are bitches"

In the hood im well-o over they head sometimes

Sike bitches these days are inside ugly like dykes

You admit ya have to amire when i spit "shut it bitch you a liar!" ha!

Just keep trying to fuck wit my paper but bitches is scheming and so are ya

They are inspirational and i wish i could get into music/ most bitches and hoes that enter/

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

You've heard from rags to riches, fake rappers are bitches

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Those bitches are on standby gasping fucking breathlessly,

I call all my bitches

They are the coaches in this

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

My word are weapons, i knocked em out, i set these bitches on fire/