This is a song about "Snitches and bitches"

They say you're all obedient and you're all just bitches,

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

Made a million with the pen

Better rape some bitches and then

They tryin to say that i don't care

All these bitches stop and stare

We kill all em snitches and we do it fast.

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Cause time is money

Of bad bitches and good tree

And snitches be getting hunted like some witches

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare

Season opener, finna be there

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Bitches see me and think its so surreal