This is a song about "Ditches"

Snitches, get left in ditches, there 50 bitches, spit so fast my lips need stitches

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Snitches in ditches with stitches will hitch hike so listen bitch,

But drove me into ditches, i was suspicious, when i ate you out it was too delicious,

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Burned, squirmed to char and buried in the ditches,

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love