This is a song about "Hoagie on wheat bitch"

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

You bitch, go on, and echo their sentiments

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Uh, david chaff be getting on the mic bitch

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Ya the fucking bitch sucked on my dick

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

Plus bitch, i put myself on -reduction- mode

Ill put yo bitch on blast

Got racks you don’t understand

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Bitch i'm on it, flow demonic, don't you know i'm tokin chronic

Bitch, i sit on this beat with swagger

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Ten ten ten twenties on ya titties bitch

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage