This is a song about "Bit ch es"

Bit by bit, just submit, have a go at it.

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My brain is a bit scattered.

And you all will respect that

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

I'll fuck those chicks in a bit

10th grade, eyes red as shit

But i'm like nah, this b**ch needs to say

Then some lady named billie holiday

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Quis es, unus servi? latin, sound like i'm from camelot

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Battle ten of ya bitc*es and come out just fine