This is a song about "Foreign cars fucking bitches"

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids

Mind your motherfucking business

Aint no fucking way the stop me now bitches,

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

We love for a while then a light goes

When it's all said and done

All my bitches be foreign

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes