This is a song about "Gettin bitches"

See these bitches can't cut in yo business

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Everything that means gettin with

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Gettin weak all in my knees

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

The real reason, it's gettin hazy

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Gettin' spiffy for these bitches i be eyeing