This is a song about "Independent bitch"

I put some cash in ya pocket

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Murdering another bitch

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

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Trip, and then you never snitch

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

You mediocre bitch

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

Fuckin myopic bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

My motto is: chicago, bitch

Double m self made we forever rich

And i'll stay fuckin your bitch!

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college