This is a song about "Realist fuck bitches"

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

I really shouldn't be here now- i don't fuck the heathen bitches

Appy pressure like a sticker, fuck bitches with precision

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

I wanna fuck the bitches i never could, i just wanna be a rapper,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

But fuck it i'll smite and rape these bitches twice!

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

500 at the villa ain't no problem

Where the fuck did all these bitches come from,

That gon' be the realist tell em

Vijay singh and all of them