This is a song about "Blonde btches crib"

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Went back to the crib with all the homies closed the door

Comin to ya crib and whipe u out with my steel/

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

Betta act right...cuz this watch make a bitch go (blind)blonde...like kate hudson,

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

I know you seen the crib, now she sees the youngin' rhyme

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Tell me anything you want

Cuz you both white and blonde?

Gawking and stalking this blonde chick with nice tits/

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits