This is a song about "Sam and bitches"

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

And bitches ain't compatible matter fact they impractical

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

And she throws up whatever she eats

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Of bad bitches and good tree

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

And i'll show you all type of bitches

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

All these bitches stop and stare