This is a song about "Bitches and snitches"

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Little more weed, first class seats

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

They say you're all obedient and you're all just bitches,

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare

And now i walk around without a care

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

We love for a while then a light goes

I'm in love with your business

And i'll show you all type of bitches

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows