This is a song about "Frogs and bitches"

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

And bitches ain't compatible matter fact they impractical

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Bitches bitch, bicker and fit, gettin no dick

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

She suckin and swallow man bitches are hallow

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

And if you looka all the bitches...

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

I drop the cash, pop bands then pop tags

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax