This is a song about "Bitches and stiches"

See these bitches can't cut in yo business

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Bitches see me and think its so surreal

I swear ri got a hit with this

And i'll show you all type of bitches

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Coat of pained stiches but i am wearin it, proudly

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

When they here today what you say to them

Better rape some bitches and then