This is a song about "Guns bitches hoe shit knives bullets"

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

You bitches ain't nothing but shit that's in my toilet

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Sick of the spitting on riches and bitches and that shit

I would never post my dopest shit what you take me for a hoe,

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

You bitches wanna start shit? i'm out this world like clone wars,

Sayin shit, knocking bitches out with super saiyan fists

I get approached by animal activists

This shit is sick, its chill n' quick the bitches stay hatin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin