This is a song about "Bitches and niggas"

I said believe in your dreams

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches