This is a song about "My hittas"

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Man, that saying is so misused

That is my wish, my fantasy.

That's why i'm makin' money

Living out of bags

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Fuck it, i'm done

Grab my knife and my gun

I stayed away from reading the plain dealer

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

See my pain through my eyes,

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you