This is a song about "Butch lesbians"

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

I rob it like i'm butch cassidy, so wack emcees packed in factories,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Beggars payin lesbians for eleven severed limbs

So pass the weed, i'll rob the game up like butch cassidy,

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

Freestyle natural like butch reed,blow your mind like a claymore

My ambition is ammunition if this is war