This is a song about "Harley and fucking bitches"

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

My mom is scolding me again for fucking bitches

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

I crawl up and down bitches legs like im a fucking caterpillar,

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Those bitches are on standby gasping fucking breathlessly,

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

And blast you with his fucking

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

And i'll show you all type of bitches