This is a song about "Bitches and hos"

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

And i'll show you all type of bitches

I swear ri got a hit with this

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

Nobody will fuckin test me cause these hos wont even dare

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss