This is a song about "Independent bitch"

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

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

I put some cash in ya pocket

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

You know i took yo bitch

You jennifer love hewitt and bitch

Double m self made we forever rich

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

You don't mean that, you faggot

Trip, and then you never snitch

Im just mind spitting bitch

Like an independent store, something's wrong with my head

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead