This is a song about "Bitch trying to steal your bae"

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

Because i'm spaced like the station that your trying to get to

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Trying to step so loose your rep you have no pep

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

In my eyes that’s more than enough for me to steal ya bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair,

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Your trying get ladies i'm trying to get rid of em,

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Trying to get at me cuz they miss me, being their bitch in their shotgun seat