This is a song about "Bitches a"

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Now i'm trapped in a gap like a bitches cleavage,

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Bitches taking turns just like a cypher for a hug & kiss

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Leave ya bitches so scared like a kid lost in a superstore

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Get a little bit a this and bitches cannot catch me

No longer with us; he's deceased

Them bitches label me a beast,

Which made me have to wait like leap year

Bitches giving me dome like a glass sphere.

Indubitably i'm too street

Sheeit i make a bitches titties squeak,

Give a fuck you bitches.

A.d. 2, on the way, let's do this