This is a song about "Bitchy white girls"

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Especially if you are fucking white.

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

We should appreciate the girls

Boy and girls watch me unfold

Is a space that now you hold

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

I get jelous when your with other girls

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers