This is a song about "Skinny bitches"

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.

She picks me up when i fall, skinny as a toothpick

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Broke and no one notices

Like i been slapping bitches,

Skinny dipper,yeah she got a temper,

I can't throw no ones, only tens or better

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

No apologies for these bitches

This is how she want to live