This is a song about "Bitches in my closet"

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

(i got that hot bitch in my home) you know how many hot bitches i own?

Oh fuck, i remember i forgot yout son, he was hiding in the closet right,

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Snitches, get left in ditches, there 50 bitches, spit so fast my lips need stitches

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Fuck 2 chainz i got 10 medals in my closet, now your bitch with me as she pop drop and lock it.

My tribulations, the causes, the skeletons in my closet,

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

If i had the option my closet be enormous

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

Puttin' bitches in coma's cause of my finger blastin'

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips