This is a song about "Beating bitches with mailboxes"

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

While bystanders applaud and nod, while i'm beating you to death with a fucking rod,

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

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

And this will be the song that we sing

Screaming and your scared/your heart is beating

The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

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

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Don't go to far

I was born to do the damn thing

He can take a beating