This is a song about "Independent bitch"

And she stripping, go to college

Smoke until i get dizzy bitch!

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

My motto is: chicago, bitch

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

I've got more rhymes off the chain than an independent store,

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

And i'll stay fuckin your bitch!

Trying to give them light and a message

Murdering another bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich