This is a song about "Fucked way to many bitches"

It's surreal how many bitches kill before the beat would seal.

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

My gold and bitches? the way i hold the biscuit?

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Making bitches fall on my way up

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

But i was more self concerned with the broads in life

I done fucked so many chickens, you turkeys is jive

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Enjoys some pot.i like to bomb blocks on the road way and pop bitches when

You are about to get mind fucked(mind fucked)

You couldn't live your life for the moment

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

I've got so many monsters in my head they had to find a way out

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Bitch you are about to get mind fucked