This is a song about "Bum bitches"

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

You always talkin cash but we know you a bum,

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

I call all my bitches

A.d. 2, on the way, let's do this

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

Sprung from your moms bum, oh and bang it like a tin dong,

My tongue brass your bum ass get run past i have

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass