This is a song about "Aight bitch"

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

// aight so there's some things i want to get of my chest

Aight, keep going, on and on

Pay dues like a hair salon

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

Rappad is aight, your ass should hop on a plane and take a flight,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Aight so yall niggas gonna talk about pussy, bitches, and gays

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Trying to give them light and a message

Murdering another bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch