This is a song about "Kill bitches"

Im tired of these bitches

They are the coaches in this

Aight santana man...let's do this

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

First instinked is to kill

I call all my bitches

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

No apologies for these bitches

This is how she want to live

My dick, stupid bitches

Uhh, and i'm ill

Obscene the way i kill

It's surreal how many bitches kill before the beat would seal.

My reflection contagious, i’m the messenger here