This is a song about "Got your bitch on my sick"

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

My tracks stuck on replay, your button got dust on it

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Get your seat belt on bitch, we're doing this my way

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

I said believe in your dreams

Got your bitch in my sheets

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Your mother and my nine, got the bitch praying for her time

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Your bitch on my lap pleaing for my pee pee so bad

Got your girl on her laps with my cum all on her face smeared

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

Do this shit on all my own, bitch

With rhyming skills, you in amish village