This is a song about "Bitches n hoes"

You feel it from your head to your toes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Cuz they made the game about bitches n gold chains

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

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

We got the lyrics, we get the dissing, 'n we killed them bitches

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Lyrically giving these hoes a chance to listen n' live in felicity

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money