This is a song about "Golf bitches"

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Cause ignorance is bliss

You cant see me bitches,

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Like i been slapping bitches,

My ysl lenses, my infrared sixes

They are the coaches in this

But when it comes to bitches,

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

Feeling ripped off, like ya went to college and majored in professional disc golf

The tables are turned i can't take this

Find me stuntin for the bitches