This is a song about "But i was still starin at those titties thogh"

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Now put those raps in a pile and i still crush that

But those shallow bitches still make me furious,

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

Was was being real with everybody but yet was still hated

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

It's not making sense to you right now but

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the duck

But no doubt, i still chill with those getting burnt out

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Damn was i #wrong but i still did it more then once/,

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

When i was still thirteen,

Bitches pursue me like a dream