This is a song about "Me fucking ya b itches"

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

They fucking me and loving me

Leave you with more than stitches when my trigger finger itches

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

The king upon the throne

Let me tell ya shoulda known

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

I miss ya like a bitch with big tits and her brassiere, b

Mama made her pretty

Ya know nothing bout me

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

So much gold, they might as well call me midas b

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Screamin for ya mommy like dat b*tch gona help/