This is a song about "I only fuck with the classy bitches"

That regs shit, i don't fuck around with, fuck those mids, only puff the loud shit

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Fuxk the nines the eight next the seven i only fuck girls who look

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I only know the underground is filled with all the warring lords,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

'specially when i fuck bitches

They are the coaches in this

In the end i have the only thing you left me with

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I got three bad bitches, with some green we chillin on the scene,

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen