This is a song about "Niggas and bitches"

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

And bad bitches give me head and tell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

Got 3 niggas to smoke with afterwards 4 bitches blow dick

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

My ysl lenses, my infrared sixes