This is a song about "Beating bitches with mailboxes"

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

I don't remember shit but the bitches i was with

This summer gone be mine though

Bitches wanna play games with a pro

Better leave it all behind

Mailboxes burstin but so is mind

The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Of me winning with these mad bitches snitching.

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Thats when it occured he didnt have to put up with bitches

You bitches with a garrote wire cause

Sk for dinner and forget to floss

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names

So i infect my brain with direct insane pain, beating you till there's no remains