This is a song about "People that are bitches"

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

The connections that tie people together are severed

The people are waiting

Bun b, i’m underground king

Simply out of this world by choice

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

And people are so ignorant that they don't even see it,

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

They are inspirational and i wish i could get into music/ most bitches and hoes that enter/

Amazing that i bring you to tears. yeah i'm white but my bitches are bad,

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

And these are the people that i write for/

She suckin and swallow man bitches are hallow

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though