This is a song about "Jodie leigh"

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Got a foreign girl, czech i'll be there in a sec

Bring that shit the fuck back

In this ransacked grassland scratch that

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Are my words really so foreign and impossible to fathom?

Gotta bad foreign bitch stupid thick gotta in the game now she runnin shit

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Those days are fucking over

Just need my eyes lower

My sim card's the bomb

(and go berserk) all night long

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

You could get diabetes, don’t get too long

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone

Yes, it was hard and took long