This is a song about "Bitches and choppas"

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

I said believe in your dreams

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

And i be talking about me, i do this

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

Gotta be something for me write this

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

She suckin and swallow man bitches are hallow

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

And i got mad love to give

And if you looka all the bitches...