This is a song about "Adonis is a bitch"

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

I rule rappad while you bitch is wearing a pad.

From the immortal words of one, a bitch is a bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i think your sick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

There's a wussy bitch i know guess what his name is

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Life is a bitch; our relationship sucks, but i'm not ending it.

Ha, in your loophole though

Death is a bitch i know