This is a song about "Beemers benzes and bentleys"

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

And like to boast and brag

Don’t you be holding back

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

What i do, through and through and

But got comma’s in my statement

And their mothers and fathers

Know just what your worth