This is a song about "Bitches aint sheet"

Bitches think im lying but the rap game, aint no joke.

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Aint no fucking way the stop me now bitches,

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

And for now all i got is my main bitches in cat squad, i aint no fraud,

Bitches on my lines i aint got no fucking time

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

I deal with bull with the sheet,

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you