This is a song about "Bitch niqqa"

I put that nigga in his casket

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit

Man but this ain't no sign language

You mediocre bitch

Trying to give them light and a message

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Niqqa gets paid? i bet this "niqqa" don't

And realize ur pussy bitch.

Double m self made we forever rich

Lying to yourself, all over an image

My motto is: chicago, bitch

And i'll stay fuckin your bitch!

Trip, and then you never snitch

Come sever the track bitch

Yeah, we get this cabbage