This is a song about "I ain t an bitch hoe"

I'll say bitch please you just another itch in my nose that makes me sneeze achoo hoe,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Car seats got screens in them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

As i woe cause this hoe shows promise

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I never fucked that tight white bitch, because i found out that hoe was the snitch,

Send me automatic no practice i ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch

You spit flames but i got that lava flow, i got props from randy, hoe

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero