This is a song about "Riley s a bitch"

Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Trip, and then you never snitch

You're just a beaten ragged bitch

From the immortal words of one, a bitch is a bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

A+'s is all i create, fake's- make fusses and cusses they butt hurt

I'm just a 90's kid n' playing around

Them lames ain't even know the newest planes came out

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Cause you a dusty bitch

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s