This is a song about "I get bitches"

Tell them get off my diznick, you bucketheaded bitches

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

Like i been slapping bitches,

They are inspirational and i wish i could get into music/ most bitches and hoes that enter/

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

Fantasizing about the fountains, i have better ideas, why fuck it with college/

When im happy i get real bitches to call me daddy, they crawl all over me til i say quit bitch,

But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I remember shittin on all these bitches.

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Horny bitches walking bi! get it?

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that