This is a song about "Rich itch"

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

I don't fear death

Modify your quota bitch

What can you say, you cant even itch

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

To get rich and famous,

Yeah you thought she was rich

A dog nigga, ballin' bitch

I live in england where them bitches rich,

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

Your itch stick won't help none

It gets under my skin like an itch,

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch