This is a song about "Bitches and shit"

Bitches talkin shit can't hear em from the sky

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

The emergency room, gettin stitches

And i'll show you all type of bitches

And if you looka all the bitches...

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

All that ass in your jeans

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

You bitches ain't nothing but shit that's in my toilet

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit