This is a song about "Bitch keep my name outta ya grill"

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Keep ya head up, if they call ya bitch, then just prove 'em wrong,

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Mary j my bitch ya know, got the swisher burnin slow.

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

I will dominate my fate, bitch learn that hutch is the name!

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

I'd rather sully my name, then to keep dulling the game

You've ran outta luck so don't get confused bitch

On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college