This is a song about "Fast card bad bitches and designer clothe"

I'm breathing heavy and time's going fast,

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Wearin' up in a jacket and designer pelle pelle nigga,

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

Play your card right and won't die a fake bitch.

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Its slippery and makes you unsteadily fast

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Bad bitches in my office, call it bad business.