This is a song about "Getting called a bitch"

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

Fuck your bitch rough, she getting more than just the tip

In the car its getting hot as a bitch

Double m self made we forever rich

That y'all can start a crew called the truckers!

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Hate it when i leave

By a gang called the police

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

It must be christmas because i'm giving you a gift that's called..

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Someone call the ambulance! this bitch is getting slurred

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

I’m doin well, i’m just hoping i got your respect

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock