This is a song about "Bow down bitches"

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

Y’all bow down to whoever writes the bible, what’s the stutter

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Then bow down and kiss my feet

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

And slits this bitches neck! and her head takes a trip down

See dre did scotland and everybody jocked him

Run em down, gun em down, bitches start hollerin'

Im a ruler im a king so go ahead and bow down to me

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

So bow down, nobody talks about when sinister rhymes,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Bow down to the elite 'cuz the satanic new world order is here,

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

Y’all bow down to whoever writes the bible, what’s the stutter