This is a song about "Scott miller bitch ass drinking pepsi and playing bitch ass trumpen"

I treat you like september and i'll make your ass fall bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Im just tryna get rich fitty hat and a down ass bitch thats why my mind gone

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

So they quote me and love me like i’m a poet or something

You better go home with your weak ass moans, and bitch quit blushing,

See which sorry ass offends me and blast that bitch straight to hell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

I take a shit while you bitch ass is still pissing

Never lookin for a handout

Gotta big bitch, ass out

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

420 because 4 lines for the hook and 20 lines for the verse. bitch ass nigga