This is a song about "Facebook bitches"

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

When we first met we were on that facebook shit

Posting a pic, get facebook likes

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

But you guy's are like facebook messages i have to wait for your reply,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Well she left him never spoke, not even a reply to his facebook poke,

Get booty set sail on coast inhale no choke exhale no smoke no joke...

We know about our facebook

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Lets come up to my city

Everyone use facebook on me.

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Dont got time for no bitches,