This is a song about "Stuntin on bitches"

Pass me the purp, i'mma smoke to this

Find me stuntin for the bitches

Making bitches fall on my way up

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

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

I remember shittin on all these bitches.

As my record label nitpicks at this

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Banging bitches on my walls

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

"mike come on shut these bitches up man"

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Those bitches are on standby gasping fucking breathlessly,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money