This is a song about "Base and bitches"

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Of bad bitches and good tree

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

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

Amazing when i'm breaking bad and dropping base with it

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

And i'll show you all type of bitches

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches