This is a song about "Bitches aint sheet"

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

This is the concrete

I deal with bull with the sheet,

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

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

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

I got a rap sheet to my name that's just too long, and you ain't even know it,

Spent a long time coming up this road

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

Judgement is excrement, to understand my vocab you must be intelligent,

See i aint got time for u bitches,i only got the time thats set, ill go psycho and