This is a song about "Stuntin on bitches"

But let me inspire someone who can

"mike come on shut these bitches up man"

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

100 bitches on my dick

If you're bitches you feast on overdosed waste

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

But now i'm chasing cash/stuntin' on what you wish you had

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Bitches know me on first name basis

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Bitches be on my mind

The revolution has arrived