This is a song about "My bitch is foreign"

So the spaces you find, fucked up as my mind is bitch

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

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Saying my song is ass lemme see you try bitch

Is this bitch loyal my eyes have shown sirens

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

Bitch my name is bejay and that’s enough to say

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Driving my car to a foreign place

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

I style on new york, pile up my fork

My flow is ice cold. bitch go get a sweater.

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Are my words really so foreign and impossible to fathom?