This is a song about "Gabby douglas"

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

I've got one hell of a pitch, so listen in

Kill a bitch, listen as i sing high pitch," these sins i commit, i blame you,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I never miss everytime i pitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Thank fuck this is just lyrics we don't need to adjust the pitch

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Black as black like the blacktop/

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

Filled with sorrows so i trip, incidents by which i scream high pitch

Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch