This is a song about "Girls are better thsn boys"

The girls are chomping at the bit

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Better days are coming i keep telling myself that

There are people in better positions than i am

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

So are you busy being angry that my flow is just better?

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

The girls do not bother me but the boys cannot buzz off like a bee

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Still some dicks feel they are better than them...

Here i go again, falling in love again

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane