This is a song about "I bust a rhyme in your bitches pussy"

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I think you're a pussy

I love corpses, abortion, distortion, bitches who pussy all contorted

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Dropped the sign, one way to bust a rhyme

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Your "king dumb". and you're gonna wait like a pussy till i turn my back

Even if you not a stripper

Your pussy like a trigger,

Today i was introduced to patriot, a veteran in pussy shit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

That if i bust a rhyme right i'll be promoted

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

Cause i use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme