This is a song about "God bless these hoes"

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

All these hoes copying chelsea kitchin

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Im spreadin' legs while givin' these hoes pathogens

Funny how, all these hoes, bending down

To come and change my life around

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Swear to god that ill stay here/ cause these other hoes just aint real

2 shades from the color graymy kick game so unreal

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

Yet god #bless them, if #he'll 'front his bled bones

If we ain't right and always at the throats