This is a song about "Bitches and floes"

Of bad bitches and good tree

And losin all his money

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

They're tryin to say that i don't care

All these bitches stop and stare

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Than i drop the fucker and leave you broke ass bitches,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

And i'll show you all type of bitches

She dont have a problem with, with

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

It's obvious i'm crazy

So go ahead bitches and cuss me