This is a song about "I m gettin bitches like torrents"

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

I like my bitches good at math

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

These bitches gettin' shady, tryna' catch me up on purpose

Like i been slapping bitches,

That's why i shine like i does

Now i got them bitches infected and they gettin on they knees

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Bitches gettin mad when i hit their ferrari

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

When i arrive bitches screaming like jodie back

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat