This is a song about "Stitches"

Try to stop me imma leave you with stitches

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Hawken all these black basic bitches basically begging for stitches

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Stitches in you. my phocus is to put you threw the window make another widow

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

Guy came back the next day with his nose broke and six stitches

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Little did i know that life is not just about bad bitches, mad riches, got stitches

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

While re-sealing your stitches

Fuckin with me, and i'll put you into stitches

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris