This is a song about "Bitches in my closet"

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

I'm in love with your business

If i had the option my closet be enormous

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

But so many asian bitches in my crib it looks like i be clonin'

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

Death is in my dreams, death makes you weak bitches scream,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

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