This is a song about "Bitch you done fucked ya self"

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Bullets in ya hand bitch

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

I done fucked so many chickens, you turkeys is jive

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

See, she would complained of the tested nature

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

You should of locked up ya mouth bitch now ya lockin your door

Bitch you are about to get mind fucked

Don't know her name those ain't really important

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Bitch do ya feel me, motherfucker do you fear me?

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

So the spaces you find, fucked up as my mind is bitch

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's backand i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughing at cha

Bitch im a hella stella, i can rap this shit acopella, but just note to self i never-ever tell ya