This is a song about "Snitches are bitches who fall in ditches and get stiches"

She suckin and swallow man bitches are hallow

See, it's something about commitment though

Burned, squirmed to char and buried in the ditches,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

In which are people who believes in one,

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Snitches in ditches with stitches will hitch hike so listen bitch,

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Making bitches fall on my way up

I love you though i'll still fuck

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Snitches, get left in ditches, there 50 bitches, spit so fast my lips need stitches

Pleased dont forget me and dont fall in love,

So if it's true '12 couldn't come fast enough