This is a song about "Bunch"

A bunch of fries coming fresh off the luncheon dines

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Just a bunch of pussys actin hard when really there soft

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Yall bunch of rap queens female asshole

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Now my familys like a cursed bunch,

Lying to yourself, all over an image

That's why i here whispers

A bunch a singers and sinners

You a bunch of roughnecks

Sweet, okay makes sense