This is a song about "Bitches running their mouth"

You cover your pretty mouth

My garage full of cars that bounce

That still have their mouth wide open...that needs you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Bitches will be bitches, they'll just cry in their kennel

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

When rappers spit about the hoes their mouth is blown to smithereens

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

All these bitches running at us just the same man

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

Their aint no running away from the light,

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

To the words commin goutta that bitches mouth