This is a song about "Stress over no bitch"

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

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

Intxicated rebellion gonna bust a bottle over your head bitch

Then i said i had enough

// [bitch you get (no love)]

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Bitch sit down over there imma hit that shit later

Fondly carressing stress,

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Bitch you’re jumping over the wrong fence,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Fuck the haters imma just povolt over this bitch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge