This is a song about "Ho s and bitches"

I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,

My bitch is the type of bitch that niggas wanna cuff

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

Watch me smack a ho, turn around and catapult off

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

And that´s how it has begun

Hold on you can see my vision

And you get red, then blow the fuck up like a muhfuckin tomatoe, ho

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature