This is a song about "Slaying a bitch"

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*

Your lines are all slurred bitch, fly as a robin bird bitch

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I'm sure to get rich

A hollow demon bitch

I turn you to a poor bitch

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Double m self made we forever rich

Your not a thug but your a bitch

Killing every sentence, and im slaying every syllable

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble