This is a song about "Bitches who trynna get at me"

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

You get bitched at by bitches thinking that they know what you do

Bitches spittin their raps at me gingerly, smokin hickory, im a mystery,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Who shoot them back at me

So give it baby

I'm trynna be the best and i'm trynna get big,

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

And me im trynna dance with one

Catch you up on places i've been

Im going for the plate , because im trynna get this cake

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Fight me you sitting up all night trynna out write me probably