This is a song about "Bad little girls"

These girls be so crazy,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

I get jelous when your with other girls

Into a little girls mentality/ i was 9 years old taking in constant

Hopping to get eaten by a gust, i'm not the greatest, i'm just an atom of a dust.

We should appreciate the girls

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

We gotta get back to what really matters

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Go to your little horse tell girls they need a saddle