This is a song about "Steven being a little bitch"

What up girl, tell me how you been

Marshall faulk, steven jackson

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

He's being cornered, with little ammo in store

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Now admit the feelings when they hit, don't be a pussy little wussy bitch,

Bitch be a man, we’ll give you a little demonstration.

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Come battle me you little bitch

You crazy bitch i was just a little kid. i tried my best,

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed