This is a song about "Living with bitches"

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

Ight, im done with disses, back to bitches

Who know this be the life that i really live

Living out his own pocket with his very own promise

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Thats when it occured he didnt have to put up with bitches

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Living in,my notebook's still filled with rhymes

Detest living with no plans

Man it’s the killer tracks

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,