This is a song about "Bipolar bitch"

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

I'm gettin discouraged with her

But i ain't bi-polar!

You mediocre bitch

And she stripping, go to college

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

You must have been out your bipolar mind,

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Consequences hurt and karma's a bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Lying to yourself, all over an image

For talking shit about the bitch

Stop actin like a little bitch

Trying to give them light and a message