This is a song about "Fucking bitches and getting paid"

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

Women front, they get its cold

These wack bitches getting old

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

I'm fucking getting people to notice,

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

I'm literally getting paid to rhyme on my boss's time.

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Cause im getting paid like i'm in 12th grade, this shit endless,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I crawl up and down bitches legs like im a fucking caterpillar,