This is a song about "Bitchhs ain t shit"

She take two man one time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Effortless flow, a couple sum’n a show

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

D j t j is here to save all of rap

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

She leave her hair on the floor

You don;t thin anymore