This is a song about "Bitches be trippin"

I start trippin', and start slittin'

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Gettin' spiffy for these bitches i be eyeing

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

(what about her son?) c'mon that bitches mistake must too, be undone/

If there was i'd be in rage bitches

As my record label nitpicks at this

Punch lines i'm tapping bitches who only be dimes

Who know this be the life that i really live

Bitches be on my mind

I'm on my grind