This is a song about "Banging chicks"

And run with motherfuckin' crews banging, controllin' blocks,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

People in the ghetto are banging, and steady knocking domes,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

So many chicks, i be like a dog with ticks

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

So here i am at the store for some chips

And shout out to all the other rap chicks.

Just another product of this matrix

Breakin’ laws daily impress all the dumb chicks

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Cuz nowadays i'm banging girl named amy