This is a song about "Bitch cheatin"

Man but this ain't no sign language

Fascist nun and some punk bitch

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Because bitch honestly

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

And that's jay line i had to quote that

You mediocre bitch

Yeah, we get this cabbage

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' on em and they fuckin clueless