This is a song about "Living with bitches"

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

Of me winning with these mad bitches snitching.

Living with a mininum got me troubled

Well that was me then, now i'm an adult

Living life in the fast lane with a mad cane

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Not living in the stars with an angel in your bedding,

Ight, im done with disses, back to bitches

I am olubowale, the answer to this

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed