This is a song about "Fucking biches"

We will run this fucking region

Shit, we don't believe none of them

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

And she fucking me cuz im a fucking g

No i'm not done talkin, pistol on my side and these biches still barkin

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Yeah this was fucking suspenseful,

Lady at the frank stand will

Just caking and fucking

Let my angel sing

Committing crimes, fucking dimes, doing time.

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

They burn on every block

Hip to the fucking hop

And all the shit you went through

Ma i fucking love you