This is a song about "Making people my bitches"

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Or making product move, but then people would prosecute,

And she stripping, go to college

He’ll be making people rich,

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Making my head feelin' like the astrodome,

Or you'll be useless like my bitches.

And i got mad love to give

Roslanskeet is making history, killing you bitches lyrically,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I dont need bitches, bitches flock at my name

Here i go again, falling in love again

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

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

I call all my bitches