This is a song about "Beating bitches with mailboxes"

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Chances of you recovering from these stitches is like snoop dogg with no bitches

Stroke my peen, splashing shit, over bitches assets with,

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Spattering bitches brains everywhere with my pistol,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Let my angel sing

He can take a beating

With certainty they're slurping meat like fat bitches and sausage links

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Bitches wanna play games with a pro

Same bitches used to play me though