This is a song about "Butch lesbians"

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

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Beggars payin lesbians for eleven severed limbs

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

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city