This is a song about "Hittin that"

Hittin it twice for the listeners an get em to say

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Hittin you ventrally and stayin away like you had leprosy/

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Think you're hittin harder but your shit is just a bitch slap

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

And have you screaming like rnb singers who hittin' high notes

They hittin me up i wont go into details,

Then '09 came, them bad record sales

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

I'm an automatic spittin bullets hittin the listener

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Switchin' the flow like i'm hittin' 'em hoes, so nicki minaj ain't got nothin' to do,