This is a song about "Bitch sarah"

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

I created this image

There ain't no fucking bitch

Sniffin cocaine like sarah palin

And i like the hoes that need passion

Trip, and then you never snitch

Cause we talkin' hip hop bitch

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

I know the world been waiting for that

Third ward general, young cash money

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Debating is futile, don't believe me, ask sarah palin,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage