This is a song about "I got bad bitches"

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Hackin bitches with a cleaver like i got cabin fever

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

And i got that bait, they all bad

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Zero options to choose

Well sorry, i got some bad news

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Even without a label i still got a couple bad bitches with me

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

I got more riches than you fuck more bitches than you

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Little did i know that life is not just about bad bitches, mad riches, got stitches