This is a song about "B itch"

Quick, cause working in a drought is a bitch

It gets under my skin like an itch,

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

What can you say, you cant even itch

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

Flow switch, my dough itch, fuck that, i'm abusing her,

First name dizzy last name b

Knowing you can no longer party

Develop a itch, flicked switch and eat shit.

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

But you just listen to whats supposed to be "cool" b.

Back to the money my palms itch

And she stripping, go to college