This is a song about "Female haters"

But i aint never with that female shit

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

I got a lot of haters.

Oldest nation on this earth

Later bitches, i'm off to kill the haters,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

No clay female rappers in this game

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

I make female rappers look good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

It's an unusual genre for a female paddy/

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy