This is a song about "Mark is a bitch"

I'm going off the top of the brain

Bitch this is not a game

So agressive they were, they'd diss you, leavin' you wit' a mark//

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

A mark on my fucking heart go ahead

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Ross and folarin, couple women

Lotta problems and a bitch is one,

Of a beautiful, heaven sent, and because it is relevant, bitch.

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

From the immortal words of one, a bitch is a bitch

My mark starts via a vita to leave a fat dent,

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

This shit is a jungle, and im the king in this bitch