This is a song about "I dont need that bitch"

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Bitch this was your last act, no need for that bitch slap

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

You tellin me things that switch up my style, i dont need that

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Thanks but i dont really need your diagnosis

Now momma told me be careful who you love

I dont need a prescription

What up girl, tell me how you been

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

See i dont need a rap thats pre

Im trash cuz im white i dont need proof

High as shit, i’m in a booth