This is a song about "Roll with my pretty bitches"

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Spattering bitches brains everywhere with my pistol,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Take it from my girlfriend, so pretty,

I just want somebody i can see